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 couldn't see his smiling

this? I can walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head,

got it wrong again, that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a

"How embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a

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

a trouble, you cried your heart out but

say. So, if Timothy said she cried, she would

said it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a self-centered

at the destination, nearly collapsed as he turned to face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he clung to

Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous is Rylee, riding on Timothy's

much better!" He said to his colleague

concur, don't you? Daughter

silly a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to

…

was not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy

a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his expression. She wanted to see if he was happy or angry, but she didn't have a giraffe's neck to go around and check

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

have anything to do with the fact that you

in my bed

he meant, "Why would

of that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

pig! Did you ingest a

but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe I should just kill myself instead of being fat-shamed by you!" She

hand, was thoroughly entertained by

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

but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because her

and dashed up

Arman said as

of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind her

her hand and turned to face Timothy.

hands

was crystal clear, revealing the

for looking at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his eyes and enjoyed every moment

let's go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse,

rider?" Timothy approached the horse and