Predestined Marriage

Rosie held a little tiger puppet in her hand and shouted happily, "Mom!"

Summer didn't pull a face in front of Rosie. She smiled at Rosie, and Rosie walked into the room with the little tiger puppet in her arms.

After Rosie entered, Summer noticed that Rosie was carrying a small schoolbag.

It was purely a toy schoolbag.

Seeing Summer fixing her eyes on Rosie's schoolbag, Leonardo explained, "There are building blocks inside."

Hearing this, Summer turned to look at Leonardo, who had already walked in with his suitcase.

He entered the room, as if it was a matter of course.

Rosie was familiar with Summer's place. She climbed onto the sofa and sat down, pouring the toys in her schoolbag onto the sofa.

Summer glanced at her and pulled Leonardo out.

Outside the door, she let go of Leonardo and said, "Leonardo, stop messing around!"

Remaining composure, Leonardo looked at her calmly. "You don't want to live at home, so I move here with Rosie. What's wrong?"

"You know I'm not talking about it." Summer stretched out her hand to support her forehead, feeling a little irritated.

Leonardo was deliberately misinterpreting her statement.

"What do you mean?" Leonardo asked patiently, without a trace of impatience in his tone.

Summer moved her lips, but failed to find the proper words to answer him.

Leonardo suddenly took half a step forward. The tip of his shoe was against hers. When he lowered his head, he could see the long eyelashes on her slightly drooping eyelids.

In short, they were extremely close.

"I am Leonardo, the one you met three years ago. Besides, I'm Rosie's father. Although only a part of my memory has come back to me, I know everything happened afterwards. I am who I am. What are you worried about?"

deep

time, Summer almost forgot that Leonardo had a gentle side and would patiently

that Leonardo could see through her, but

now he suddenly became the same as before. Summer needed time to get used to it, as

to help him think of everything

suddenly

remember now, he had

that time, they didn’t

he did not have those memories, nor did he have the sense of

a statement, and he did not seem

"Leonoodle!"

Rosie's voice

then held Summer's hand and said, "Let's go inside. Rosie is looking

subconsciously wanted to break free from his hand, but he held her hand so tightly, like a pair of iron pincers, which she was unable to get

at Leonardo, and his

the room,

her small schoolbag and ran to Leonardo. She frowned and said, "Where is my

did not let go of Summer’s hand. He looked

even more tightly. "You

didn't, but

"It was you!"

me." Leonardo raised his eyebrows slightly, looking

was

to the

back, Summer asked Leonardo,

so she put it in the suitcase." Leonardo, who had just

said softly, "You have stayed in the guest room once.

tone, "The bed in the guest room is too hard for

was startled. After a moment, she asked him, "What

on his handsome face, Leonardo

slowed down and said, "I euphemistically ask to sleep with the mother of my

her lips in dissatisfaction. "The bed in the master