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?

continued walking as if she weighed nothing, while Rylee couldn't see his smiling

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

wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha," Rylee quickly

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

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

is such a trouble, you cried your

of anything to say. So, if Timothy said she cried,

jerk, said it as if she begged him to

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

what? He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What

much better!" He said to his colleague

you concur, don't you? Daughter is lovely and

or silly a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added

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far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore them and fall for

her 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 to get a better look at his expression. She wanted to see if he was happy or angry, but she

warm breath blew into Timothy's ear as she

to do with the fact that you practice martial

staying warm in my bed during

eyes widened as she realized what he meant, "Why would I want to stay warm

be certain of that..." Timothy gave a

"What?"

said you weighed more than a pig! Did you ingest

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 as she continued

other hand, was thoroughly entertained by

want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled on Timothy's back, trying to

her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because her attention was now solely on

back and dashed up to

Arman said as

handed over all of the bags to Armand before

her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come

on the other hand, walked gracefully with both hands in his

lake was crystal clear, revealing

the girl skipping happily in front of him,

of a red rum

you a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the