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

Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn his head around. "How dare you slap my

that wasn't a slap but a loving

I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll

not crying and when did you see me cry? Put me down; I

you cried your

say. So, if Timothy said she cried, she would simply admit that she

it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh,

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

or what? He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell?

a daughter is much better!" He said

you? Daughter

ugly or silly a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to

…

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

entire body on Timothy's back, feeling his body temperature on her stomach. "Timothy, you keep me warm like a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's

ear as she spoke,

to do with the fact that

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

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

that..." Timothy gave

"What?"

than a pig! Did

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!"

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

put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled on

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

off Timothy's back and dashed up

Arman said as he

all of the bags to Armand before following

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

hand, walked gracefully with both hands

crystal clear, revealing the lake's

yearned for looking at the girl skipping

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

Timothy approached the