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

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

it wrong again, that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha," Rylee quickly

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

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

you cried your heart out but denied," Timothy remarked

say. So, if Timothy said she

that jerk, said it as if she begged him to

face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as

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

now that having a daughter is much

you?

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

…

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

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 wanted

breath blew into Timothy's ear as she

anything to do with the fact

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

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

can't be certain of that..."

"What?"

pig! Did you ingest a stone

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 yelled as she continued to

was thoroughly entertained

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

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

and dashed up to the

said as

over all of the bags

middle to gather some 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

with both hands

crystal clear, revealing the

was the perfect life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily

red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she waved at

approached the horse