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?

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

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

that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha," Rylee

Timothy returned to the front. "How embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good

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

you cried your heart out but

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

said it as if she begged him to piggyback her!

waiting at the destination, nearly collapsed as he turned to face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he clung to a tree to keep from

Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How

daughter is much better!" He said to his

concur, don't you?

and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his explanation as he looked

…

far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy

close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his expression. She wanted to see

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

that have anything to do with the fact that you

think about staying warm in my bed during the winter," Timothy said as

Rylee's eyes widened as she realized what he meant, "Why would I

certain of that..." Timothy gave

"What?"

more than a pig! Did you ingest a

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

on the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response, and he discreetly

want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want

held his breath as her breasts rubbed against his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because

jumped off Timothy's back and dashed

Arman said as

Timothy handed over all of the bags to

skipped over to the horses, stopping in the middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand

with both hands in his pockets,

clear, revealing the lake's

he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front

of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus,

you a horseback rider?" Timothy approached