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?

body alone and continued walking as if she weighed nothing, while

why are you doing this? I can walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn his head around. "How

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

you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today

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

okay, woman is such a trouble, you cried

if Timothy said she cried, she would simply admit

it as if she begged him to

them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as

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

that having a daughter is much better!" He said to his colleague

concur, don't you?

a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry

…

to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy

as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear

ear as

have anything to do with the

bed during the winter,"

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

that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

said you weighed more than a pig! Did you ingest a

I'm not skinny for my height, but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe I should just kill myself instead of

the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response,

down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled on Timothy's

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

Timothy's back and

said as he

handed over all of the bags to Armand before following

over to the horses, stopping in the middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face

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

lake was crystal clear, revealing the lake's green

skipping

rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she waved at Timothy for

approached the horse