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

are you doing this? I can walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the

got it wrong again, that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha," Rylee quickly

to the front. "How embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you.

when did you see me cry? Put me down;

such a trouble, you cried your heart

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

jerk, said it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a

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

Rylee Carroll! What the

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

you? Daughter is lovely and

be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his

…

celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore

said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his expression. She wanted

Timothy's ear as she spoke,

have anything to do with the fact that you practice martial

bed during the winter," Timothy said

Rylee's eyes widened as she realized what he meant, "Why would I want to stay warm in your bed?

of that..." Timothy gave a

"What?"

a pig! Did you ingest a

I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe

on the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her

I want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee

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

and dashed up

Arman said as he

all of the bags to Armand before following

gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's go

both hands in his

was crystal clear, revealing the

he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in

rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she

Timothy approached the horse