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

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

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

refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry

was irritated, "I'm not crying and when did you see me cry? Put me down; I don't need you to piggyback and slander me! I did not

you cried your heart

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

jerk, said it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no!

he turned to face them!

Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous

much better!" He said to his colleague

don't you? Daughter is lovely and

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

…

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

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

blew into Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his

anything to do with the

bed during the winter," Timothy said as he turned

as she realized what he meant, "Why would I want to stay warm in your

can't be certain of that..." Timothy gave

"What?"

a pig! Did you ingest a

fat as a

the other hand, was thoroughly entertained

riding; put me down; I want to talk to

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

Timothy's back and

said as

over all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind

flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's go horseback riding!" She said this while waving

on the other hand, walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets, as if waving in the

lake was crystal clear, revealing the

looking at the girl skipping happily

a red rum horse,

horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse