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?

walking as if she weighed nothing,

she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn his head around. "How

again, that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha,"

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

did you see me cry? Put me down; I don't need you to

a trouble, you cried your

if Timothy said

him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a self-centered

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

What the hell? How pompous

is much better!" He said

you concur, don't you?

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

…

far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by

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 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

warm breath blew into Timothy's ear

anything to do with the fact that

bed during the winter," Timothy said

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

that..."

"What?"

said you weighed more than a pig!

I weigh only a hundred and twenty pounds! I know I'm not skinny for my height, but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm

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

look at those horses! I want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled

his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock.

Timothy's back and

said

the bags to Armand before following

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

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

clear, revealing the lake's green

girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his eyes and

red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus,

horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse and stroked