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

you doing this? I can walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to

a slap but a

because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do

me cry? Put me down; I don't

woman is such a trouble, you cried your heart out

to say. So, if Timothy said she

it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He

them! "Holy shit!"

What the hell? How

much better!" He said to his colleague

don't you? Daughter is lovely and

a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry

…

and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore them and fall

leaned in close to Timothy's

into Timothy's ear as she

with the fact that you

bed during

Rylee's eyes widened as she realized what he meant, "Why

of that..." Timothy

"What?"

weighed more than a pig! Did

know I'm not skinny for my height, but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe

was thoroughly entertained by

to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big

against his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned

off Timothy's back and dashed

said as he

of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind her

them in her hand and

walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets, as if waving in

lake was crystal clear, revealing the lake's

girl skipping

go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she

Timothy approached the horse and