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 she weighed nothing, while Rylee

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

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

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

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

you cried your heart out

Timothy said she

if she begged him to piggyback

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

He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell?

now that having a daughter is much better!" He said to his

you concur, don't you? Daughter is lovely

a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry

…

Rylee, who was not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so

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 wanted to see if he was happy or angry, but she didn't have a giraffe's neck to go around

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

with the fact that

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

he meant, "Why would I want to stay

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

"What?"

said you weighed more than a pig!

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 pat

hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response, and

horses! I want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled on Timothy's back, trying to get

her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because her attention was

and

Arman said as he

the

her hand and turned

hands in his pockets, as if waving in the

lake was crystal clear, revealing the lake's green

felt this was the perfect life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his eyes and enjoyed

riding, let's go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she waved

Timothy approached