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?

if she

walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him

slap but a loving

refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good

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

cried your heart out but denied,"

if Timothy said she cried, she would simply admit that she

him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He

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

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

is much

you? Daughter is

able to

…

who was not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore them

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

ear as she

with the fact that you practice

about staying warm in my bed during the

she realized what he meant, "Why would I want to stay warm in your bed?

certain of that..." Timothy

"What?"

pig! Did

was enraged. "I'm not overweight at all! 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 a little chubby; maybe I should just kill myself instead of being fat-shamed by you!" She yelled

entertained

want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee

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

jumped off Timothy's back and dashed up

Arman said

handed over all of the bags to Armand before following

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

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

was crystal clear, revealing

he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in

rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she

a horseback rider?" Timothy approached