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?

as if she

why are you doing this? I can walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn

a loving touch, a gentle

carry you.

cry? Put me down;

is such a trouble, you cried your heart out

couldn't think of anything to say. So, if Timothy

begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a self-centered

them! "Holy shit!"

that our boss, or what? He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How

agree now that having a daughter is much better!" He said

don't you? Daughter is

how ugly or silly a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able

…

families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so

warm like a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his

Timothy's ear as she spoke,

that have anything to do with the fact that you practice

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

meant, "Why

of that..." Timothy

"What?"

more than a pig! Did you

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

entertained

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

help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned

back and

Arman said as

go." Timothy handed over all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee

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

walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets, as if

crystal clear, revealing the lake's

life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his eyes and enjoyed every

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

horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse and