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.

the meeting, Rylee was left

around that room, and finally ran to Timothy’s chair. Timothy’s chair was sitting toward the only computer that

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

What are you doing at Mr. Wheeler's

and notice Rylee immediately. He was frightened by Rylee’s behavior of sitting at the table and

classified documents, and if she was a commercial

precious, and it won't break if I sit on it. Why are you so

to go to President Wheeler's

Rylee insisted, “No way!”

you, come down right now!” The young man walked over, grabbed Rylee's arm and

very stubborn. So she grabbed the table hard to

The young man

only see Timothy rush to the man's

Bang!

Rylee covered her ears.

a man who was about 1.8m tall, was easily

young man groaned in

eyes, yelled in a low

“Yes... I'm sorry...”

severe pain,

frightened by Timothy's brutality and strength. Her mouth was

Did he

was what Timothy cared

he didn't make any serious mistakes. He is also dedicated and kind, he was trying

call button, said quickly and decisively, “The boy who went out just now,

“Yes, Mr. Wheeler.”

melodious and calm woman's

laid off, the woman was as calm as hearing

come on. That boy wasn’t so guilty.

said flatly, “I won't spare

Rylee was startled.

of warmth in her

later she suddenly came to realize a fact, “Hey, you have always bullied me and hurt me the most! Why

raised his eyelids, took a look at Rylee without any expression. He then stretched out his hand and squeezed Rylee's face said faintly, “Silly

and kept nagging, “Come on, please do me a favor. It's a piece of cake for you. Just make a call and Kenneth Keith will listen to you. I’ve been behaving well recently, and I’ve never annoyed you. And

kept doing what he had to do, and Rylee did not affect his business at

finally slumped on the sofa with exhaustion, sighing with her arms and

a project and raised his head to look at the girl's posture, couldn't help laughing

need my help? Do

and smiled

temples. “Aren't you hungry? It's lunch

was discouraged, slumped on the sofa again, and said as if she was

fine, then I won't force you. I'll order my

that said, Timothy took out a

ignored her. Then she got up and walked

walked in, she saw an

with him on the chair, but she was sitting half of her butt on President Wheeler’s lap. The girl’s little

eat this, this, this, and

looked at the waiting secretary

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