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

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

a loving touch,

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

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

woman is such a trouble, you cried your heart out but denied,"

say. So, if Timothy said she cried, she would simply

said it as if she begged him to piggyback her!

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

Carroll! What the hell? How pompous is Rylee,

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

concur, don't you? Daughter is

may occur and she may be able to marry a

…

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

to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his expression. She wanted to see if he was happy or angry, but she didn't

into Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising

to do with

warm in my bed

as she realized what he meant,

that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

more than a pig! Did you ingest a stone

fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe I should just kill

hand, was thoroughly entertained by her

put me down; I want to talk to that

but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand,

jumped off Timothy's back and dashed up to

Arman said as

of the bags to Armand before following Rylee

leaves. She took them in her

hands in his pockets, as if waving in the

was crystal clear, revealing

felt this was the perfect life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front

in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she waved

rider?" Timothy approached