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?

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

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 dare you slap

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

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

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

trouble, you cried your heart out but denied,"

say. So, if Timothy said she cried,

she begged him to

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

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

now that having a daughter is much better!" He

concur, don't you? Daughter

be able to marry a good man!" Armand

…

was not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was

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

Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his body

that have anything to do with

staying warm in my bed during the winter," Timothy said as he turned

what he meant, "Why would I want to stay

that..."

"What?"

a pig! Did

"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 as she continued to pat Timothy's

the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by

me down; I want to talk to that big

his breath as her breasts rubbed against his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the

Timothy's back and dashed

Arman said

Timothy handed over all of the bags to Armand before following

took them in her

hand, walked gracefully with both hands

clear,

at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his

red rum horse,

horseback rider?" Timothy approached the