Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee Carroll's eyelids twitched fiercely, and she turned to see Manfred Shawn in a panic.

Manfred said embarrassedly, “I'm being pushy again, am I? I just can't help wanting an answer from you. Anyway, this is my wish.”

Without saying anything, Rylee dug a spoonful of dessert and put it in her mouth.

But she thought to herself, “Manfred, I can't refuse your kindness, because it feels like my mom. I don't want to give it up.”

The atmosphere was inexplicably heartwarming.

Suddenly, Rylee's phone rang, which gave her a start.

Rylee hurriedly picked up the phone and saw that it was Timothy calling.

Why did Mr. Wheeler call her in the late night?

Rylee quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and cleared her throat. Then she answered the phone, “Hello?”

Timothy's clear and impassive voice came through immediately, “Are you sleeping?”

Rylee glanced at Manfred over there, slightly flustered, and replied, “Not yet.”

“Have you made the herbal soup?”

“Huh? Herbal soup?”

If not for Timothy’s reminder, Rylee would completely forget about the medicine.

Rylee held the phone and looked around to find it.

Manfred understood what she was doing, and helped her look for it. Eventually, they found it at the entrance of the door.

“What? Haven't you boiled it yet?” Timothy narrowed his eyes and raised his tone.

“Oh! Of course! Ha-ha! Of course I have boiled it!” Rylee quickly denied in fright.

While talking, she shook her head vividly, as if Timothy over the phone could see her shaking her head.

“Is it too bitter and hard to swallow, so you didn't drink it all?”

“How…how can that be? I've drunk it all. It can help me recover, so I don't mind it's bitter. Don't worry, I have drunk it all without leaving a single drop!”

Why did she feel that the medicine is Timothy's most favorite patented product? As if it will be a huge offense to him if she did not drink it.

Damn, even taking medicine can be dangerous.

snorted, “Judging from your word, you haven’t drink it yet. I warn you that you will bear serious consequences if you don’t drink it. If it goes cold, warm it up and drink it afterwards.

like a commander who was giving

know, I'll definitely drink it all. I'll warm it up if it's cold. I know that. You don't need to keep on stressing about it

“Just drink the medicine and get recovered so that you can come back and work for

lips. Hum, she already knew that this guy didn't care about her. He just wanted to make full use

a capitalist, Mr.

appreciate you caring about me as a boss caring about his employee. I will get well as soon as possible, and will not cause

He had to end this conversation hurriedly, “I am glad that you are aware of it. I’ll supervise you

she was joyful again. Squinting her

lips curling

up, the door was opened and Felicia ran in. Staring at Timothy curiously, Felicia questioned him, “Timothy, I called you several times and you didn’t answer me. Who are you talking

white and tender little hand stretched

the subject and said, “Didn’t you say that you want to make me a pizza? Are you finished with it yet? Come

I am not so useless! I am not bragging.

speaking, Felicia took Timothy's hand and ran

stuffed his phone into his trouser

the haze and sadness disappeared. She gobbled down the dessert and took a gulp of milk tea. Feeling satisfied with the food, she sighed at Manfred, “Sometimes, someone can be so annoying that I want to kick

at Rylee's little pink face and

Rylee shout

his

did you get

well. It was a dramatic story, or incredible I would say. I was riding my bike that day and...” Rylee spoke while making gestures with joy. Sometimes she even

listened and couldn't help

even notice that she could be so

be... or maybe that Timothy can give Rylee the sense of security

it! Sadly, I became the poor little maid of a gang leader!” Rylee finished speaking, with

“When this girl recalled the past, her expression didn’t show any sense of sadness? On the contrary, she was

his head, as if he tried to shake away the anxiety in his heart, comforting himself that Rylee didn't have feelings for Timothy at all. In Rylee's eyes, Timothy

That's it.

a faint smile, “Okay, the story is over. I should go to make you the herbal soup. Didn’t you say that

nodded vigorously, “Yes, yes, if I don't take it on time,

medicine for you. You

show happily,

kitchen door and looked at Rylee, heaving a sigh, “How I wish I could do this for you for the rest of my life when

away. Fearing to make Manfred misunderstand her, she fixed her eyes on the TV without

...

held Timothy's arm affectionately, pushed him to the table and sat down, “Don't be too surprised, your

servant childishly, and the servant

since childhood, and whatever you cooked

“To cook for my dear Timothy for life. Of course I have to start working hard since