Wolf President Hooks Up

Timothy was quite smug in his heart, but he said, “Remember, don't take this opportunity to harass me anymore.”

Rylee's expression was stunned, and she mumbled, “I promise I will not do that.”

Come on, in Timothy mind, she was like a horny girl who want to hug whoever she meets.

Timothy sat on the sofa. While Rylee bent over, she was bending down and tying a tie on him.

This posture was so tiring!

Why was this tie so hard to put on?

Unknowingly, Rylee sat on Timothy's lap and continued what she was doing.

Timothy was afraid of Rylee leaning back. So both of his hands were still behind her waist.

Rylee was very concentrated on her work and put all her mind in it. She was concentrated on the tie without noticing that their faces were so close to each other at all.

She didn’t even realize that Timothy was staring at her deeply and desirably.

The breath of the two people melted together.

“Well, it's done! Wow, I'm pretty good at this. Check it out, how beautiful and neat the tie is.”

Rylee tilted her head while she admired her job of tying and smiled.

“Yeah.” Timothy patted Rylee's ass. “Why did you lean so close to me? You are really good at groping man.”

“What?”

“I am talking about you, when are you gonna get up from me?”

Timothy pretended to glare at her, and Rylee realized that she was sitting on his lap!

“Oh! Sorry! I didn't notice... I am not doing this intentionally...”

Rylee wished that she could have more mouths to tell him her grievances.

Timothy has stood up straight. His body was tall and straight, full of masculinity.

Rylee chased behind him to explain how innocent she was.

Timothy suddenly stopped and turned around. Rylee didn't notice that so her whole body bumped into his back.

Timothy said coolly, “According to what you said, you did those purposefully before.”

Well…

Rylee was dumbfounded.

Why was she always defeated by Timothy in debate?!

“I, I, I...”

Before Rylee figured out how to retort, Timothy has already gone out for meeting.

Rylee fell down on the sofa in frustration, rolling around in a huff.

went to the meeting, Rylee was left alone for

room, and finally ran to Timothy’s chair. Timothy’s chair was sitting toward the only computer that she wanted to use to play games

she couldn’t expect that, Timothy’s computer required the password to access. Rylee

What are you doing at Mr. Wheeler's

notice Rylee immediately. He was frightened by Rylee’s behavior

and if she

and it won't break if I sit on it.

to President Wheeler's office! Come

Rylee insisted, “No way!”

man walked over, grabbed Rylee's arm and tried to drag her

stubborn. So she grabbed the table hard

came out. The young man

to the man's side

Bang!

Rylee covered her ears.

was easily thrown into

young man groaned in pain because of

his eyes, yelled in a

“Yes... I'm sorry...”

the severe pain, got up, and

and strength. Her mouth

you okay? Did he

was what Timothy

“Actually, he didn't make any serious

didn't say much anymore. He pressed the external call button, said quickly and decisively, “The boy who

“Yes, Mr. Wheeler.”

melodious and calm woman's voice came

the woman was as

come on. That boy wasn’t so guilty. He was also making a hard decision. Why do you expel

his hand and said flatly, “I won't spare

Rylee was startled.

of warmth

“Hey, you have always bullied me and

at Rylee without any expression. He then stretched out his hand

Just make a call and Kenneth Keith will listen to you. I’ve been behaving well recently, and I’ve never annoyed you. And I

what he had to do, and

exhaustion, sighing

his head to look at the girl's posture, couldn't help laughing

my help? Do you want

smiled to

rubbed his temples. “Aren't you

again, and said as if she was almost dead, “I would rather be starved to death! Why am

then I won't force you.

took out a few

bitter face only to found that he had completely ignored her. Then she got up and walked to Timothy. She sat next to him and took the

the female secretary walked in, she saw an

was sitting on his chair. A girl huddled with him on the chair, but she was sitting half of her butt on President Wheeler’s lap. The girl’s little head was snuggled into President Wheeler’s chest. And she was

don't care about you, I want to eat this, this, this, and this! By the way, I

one arm around Rylee's body, looked at the waiting secretary over there, and

female secretary didn't dare to talk too much and went out after