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

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

Timothy’s computer required the password to access. Rylee has entered

doing at Mr.

frightened by Rylee’s behavior of sitting at the table and he scolded Rylee for rushing to

if she

precious, and it won't break if I sit

down! Who permit you to go to

Rylee insisted, “No way!”

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

also very stubborn. So she grabbed the table hard

the fuck are you doing!” Timothy's voice suddenly came out. The young man suddenly raised his head,

finished speaking, she could only see Timothy rush to the man's side in no time, and

Bang!

Rylee covered her ears.

man who was about 1.8m tall, was easily thrown into the corner of the wall

groaned in pain because of a

in a

“Yes... I'm sorry...”

endured the severe pain,

and strength. Her mouth was still slightly opened out of

Did he

was what Timothy

came back to reality and shook her head. “Actually, he

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

“Yes, Mr. Wheeler.”

melodious and calm woman's

hearing that a staff member was laid off, the woman was as calm as hearing a

wasn’t so guilty. He was also making a hard decision. Why do

his hand and said flatly, “I

Rylee was startled.

trace of warmth in

to realize a fact, “Hey, you have always bullied me

took a look at Rylee without any expression. He then stretched out his hand and

“Come on, please do me a favor. It's a piece of cake for you. Just make a call and Kenneth Keith will

to do, and Rylee did

the sofa with exhaustion, sighing with her arms

a project and raised his head to look at

Do you need my help?

smiled

rubbed his temples. “Aren't you hungry? It's

was almost dead, “I would rather be starved to death! Why am I so

force you.

said, Timothy took out a

had completely ignored her. Then she got up and walked to Timothy.

walked in, she

Wheeler 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

care about you, I want to eat this, this, this, and

arm around Rylee's body, looked at the waiting secretary

dare to talk too much