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?

as if she weighed nothing, while Rylee

slapped Timothy's on the head, causing

a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha," Rylee

Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry you for a little while," he smiled

see me cry? Put me down; I

is such a trouble, you cried your heart out but denied,"

if Timothy

begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such

as he turned to face them! "Holy shit!"

He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous is

much better!" He said to his colleague on

you? Daughter is lovely and

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

…

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

"Timothy, you keep me warm like a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a better

breath blew into Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his body

have anything to do with the fact

about staying warm in my bed during the winter," Timothy said as he turned

Rylee's eyes widened as she realized what he meant, "Why would I want to stay warm in your

that..."

"What?"

pig! Did you

for my height, but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a

on the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response, and

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

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

off Timothy's back and

said as he

you go." Timothy handed over all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind

flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's go

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

was crystal clear, revealing the

skipping

Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she waved at Timothy

Timothy approached the horse and