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

Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn his head around.

a loving touch, a gentle

refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good

irritated, "I'm not crying and when did you see me cry? Put me down; I

cried your heart out

anything to say. So, if Timothy said she cried, she would simply admit that she

that jerk, said it as if she begged him to piggyback her!

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

Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous is Rylee, riding

much better!"

don't you? Daughter is

miracle may occur and she may be able

…

to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women,

temperature on 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

warm breath blew into Timothy's ear as she spoke,

anything to do with

my bed during the

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

of that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

more than a pig! Did you ingest a stone or

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

the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by

I want to talk

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

Timothy's back and dashed

said

the bags to Armand before following Rylee

and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's go horseback riding!" She

on the other hand, walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets,

was crystal clear, revealing

for looking at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his eyes and enjoyed every moment of

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

rider?" Timothy approached the