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?

body alone and continued walking as if

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.

slap but a loving touch,

you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good

see me cry? Put me down; I don't need you to

cried your heart

say. So, if Timothy said she

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

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

What the hell? How pompous

a daughter is much better!" He said to his colleague on the

don't you?

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

…

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

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

ear as she spoke, raising his

to do with

in my bed during the winter," Timothy said

meant, "Why would I want to stay warm

certain of that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

a pig! Did you ingest a stone or

skinny for my height, but I'm not as fat

thoroughly entertained by her response, and he

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

rubbed against his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock.

jumped off Timothy's back and dashed

Arman said as he

handed over all of the bags

to the horses, stopping in the middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up

gracefully with both hands

crystal clear, revealing the lake's

skipping happily

red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus,

you a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse