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.

serious consequences if you don’t drink it. If it goes cold, warm it up and drink it afterwards. You are not allowed to drink

like a commander who

“I know, I know, I 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

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

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

capitalist,

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

wanted to say something, but he then heard Felicia’s voice from outside. He had to end this conversation hurriedly, “I am glad that you are

and could get a paid leave, she was joyful again. Squinting her swollen eyes, she cheered, “You are so great, boss. Thank you for

lips curling up into a

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

hand over the phone, but he changed the subject and said, “Didn’t you say that you want

trust me? I am not so useless! I am not bragging. The pizza tasted really delicious.

hand

phone

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 his ass. But sometimes, he can be regarded as tolerant and

at Rylee's little pink face and couldn't

shout

furrowed his

did you

a dramatic story, or incredible I would say. I was riding my bike that day and...”

and couldn't help

she probably didn't even notice that she could be

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 her

the past, her expression didn’t show any sense of sadness? On the contrary, she

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 was nothing more than

That's it.

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

if I don't take it on time, I guess Mr.

I'll boil the medicine for

the TV show happily, shouting to Manfred's back, “Thank

sigh, “How I wish I could do this for you for the rest of

quickly turned her eyes away. Fearing to make Manfred misunderstand

...

Timothy's arm affectionately, pushed him to the table and sat down, “Don't

the servant childishly, and the servant immediately

since childhood,

with squinted eyes, “To cook for my dear Timothy for life.