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 she weighed

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

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

front. "How embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay,

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

trouble, you cried your

anything to say. So, if Timothy said she cried,

that jerk, said it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a

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

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

having a daughter is much better!"

don't you? Daughter is lovely and

ugly or silly a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his

…

not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore them and fall for

a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his

Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his body

have anything to do with the fact that you practice

in my bed during the winter," Timothy said

as she realized what he meant, "Why would

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

"What?"

more than a pig! Did you ingest

was enraged. "I'm not overweight at all! I weigh 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

on the other hand, was thoroughly entertained

want to talk to

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

and dashed up to

said as

you go." Timothy handed over all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind her

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

other hand, walked gracefully with both 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 of him, he closed his eyes and enjoyed

let's go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to

you a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse and stroked it