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?

alone and continued walking as if

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

it wrong again, that wasn't a slap but a loving

carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry you for a little while," he

Put me down; I don't need you to piggyback

okay, woman is such a trouble, you cried your heart out

if Timothy said she cried, she

to piggyback her!

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

He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous is Rylee,

now that having a daughter is much better!"

don't you? Daughter is

be able to marry a good

…

was not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families.

back, feeling his body temperature on her stomach. "Timothy, you keep me warm like a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear

Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his body

anything to do with the fact that you

think about staying warm in my bed during the

he meant,

be certain of that..." Timothy gave a

"What?"

a pig! Did you ingest a stone

I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe I

was thoroughly entertained by her response,

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

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

back and

said as

all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee

in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up

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

crystal clear, revealing the

he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his

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

rider?" Timothy approached