Wolf President Hooks Up

Her eyes and mouth were wide open, and her head felt like it was about to explode.

'Did Timothy kiss me?' She wondered, blinking.

'That was a kiss, wasn't it? I'm not bothered, but was that a kiss?'

She was irritated because she couldn't tell if he had kissed her or not in the bright sunlight.

"What made you decide to stop? Is there something wrong with your legs?" Timothy turned to face her.

"Huh? What?" Rylee was taken aback by his voice and looked up at him.

He appeared calm as if he hadn't just stolen a kiss from her. Okay, she was probably daydreaming.

"What made you decide to stop? Is that a signal for me to carry you?" Timothy's brow furrowed as he considered such an idea.

"Will you carry me? Like a princess?" Rylee's lust was sparked, and she smiled evilly.

But Timothy smacked her dream to the ground, saying, "Keep dreaming, or wait until you grow prettier!"

But Timothy smacked her dream to the ground, saying, "Keep dreaming, or wait until you grow prettier!"

Rylee frowned and grimaced behind him as he spoke. 'You're a jerk, Timothy Wheeler! Do you have to remind me that I'm not attractive?' She cursed him inwardly.

Timothy abruptly came to a halt at this point, which surprised Rylee; she immediately resumed her normal expression. 'Damn, does he have a pair of eyes on his back or what?'

"Do you have to?" Timothy sighed, his back facing her.

"Huh?" What was it that he said all of a sudden?

"Do you have to cry just because I'm not carrying you?"

'Huh? No, I'm not crying! And I would not cry just because of that; Rylee Carroll is not a cry baby! Shit!' Rylee considered this as she pointed her finger at the tip of her nose.

"Woman..." Timothy sighed as he knelt and waved his right arm at her.

"What are you up to?" Rylee looked at his back with interest, and just as she was about to tilt her head to look at his face, his arm landed on her calves, and she fell onto his back.

"Ah…" What was the situation? How did she end up riding on Timothy's back?

held her body alone and continued walking as if she weighed nothing, while Rylee couldn't see

slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn

got it wrong again, that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha," Rylee

you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed

not crying and when did you see me cry? Put me down; I don't need you to piggyback and

woman is such a trouble, you cried your heart out

So, if Timothy said she cried, she would

to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such

as he turned to face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he clung to a tree to

Rylee Carroll! What the hell?

having a daughter is much better!"

don't you? Daughter is lovely and

occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to

…

families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore them and fall

Timothy's ear to get a better look at his expression. She

into Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his

that have anything to do with the fact that you practice

bed during the winter," Timothy

realized what he meant, "Why would I want to stay warm in your

certain of that..." Timothy gave

"What?"

pig!

not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe I

other hand, was thoroughly entertained

look at those horses! I want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that

help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the

back and

Arman said as

the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind

leaves. She took them in her hand

other hand, walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets,

clear, revealing the lake's

yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed

Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse, unsure

you a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse