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 weighed nothing, while Rylee couldn't see

said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to

wasn't a slap but a

embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry you

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

okay, woman is such a trouble, you cried your heart out but denied," Timothy

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

she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such

them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he

He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the

daughter is much

you concur, don't you? Daughter is lovely

may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!"

…

and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families.

a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a

ear as

that have anything to do with the fact

in my bed during the winter," Timothy said

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

of that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

pig!

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

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

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

couldn't help but squeeze her buttock.

and

Arman said as

of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind

middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face

the other hand, walked gracefully with both hands in his

was crystal clear, revealing the

looking at the girl skipping happily in front

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

a horseback rider?" Timothy approached