Wolf President Hooks Up

"You have such short legs," Timothy remarked as he helped Rylee up. She was overjoyed to finally be able to sit up on the back of the horse, "What's the issue with having short legs? Being a model is not my ambition; I'm content with my short legs." When he criticized her, she didn't like it.

"Do you want me to lead the way before you start riding?" Timothy stood beside the horse, holding the lead, inquired.

"Sure, but take it slowly."

Timothy then placed his hand on Rylee's back and gently pushed, "Sit up straight!" He exclaimed. Then his hand landed on her thigh, "Tighten your grip..." he said, his gaze fixed on her legs.

This scene reminded him of that wild night, and her tightness drove him insane.

"Hey, what should I do now?" Rylee called him a few times before kicking him in the chest lightly. Timothy awoke from his trance and turned to face Rylee. His gaze was commanding and predatory, making Rylee nervous because she had no idea what that gaze meant.

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"Look at the front, and keep a tight grip on the lead," Timothy said, taking a deep breath and bringing himself back to reality.

"Sure, look ahead, keep a tight grip on the lead..." Rylee's eyes twinkled with delight, she bit her lip in great joy and smiled. "You know I always wanted to ride a horse, and I was a fantastic rider; I flew with the wind like a female warrior in my dream!"

"Very well, warrior, let us proceed slowly," Timothy said lovingly, walking forward holding the lead as if he were a groom.

"Our boss has become a servant for Rylee, how pathetic!" Armand exclaimed from a distance.

"This is the first time I see him smile," his colleague said, looking enviously at Timothy and Rylee. "Don't you think he has a lovely smile?"

"He's not smiling at you, why do you look so happy?" Armand said coldly.

The lady on the back of the horse, on the other hand, did not enjoy Timothy's smile.

Rylee should have shown gratitude or joy at being served by their boss, but instead, she appeared to believe that everything was fine the way it was.

Rylee's expression changed the moment the horse took its first step. "Oh my god, my god, it's so scary, no, stop, I'm going to die!" Her entire body stiffened, eyes rounded, mouth wide opened, she yelled.

Timothy's pace was so slow that he looked up at the woman and exclaimed, "A snail is faster than us!"

his muscles are

real horse, not the amusement

She immediately let go of the reins and jumped off the horse

eyes tightly shut. "Oh my, that was terrifying, too terrifying; I don't want to be a warrior; please

you are this terrified, where is your courage?" Timothy frowned as he

don't like me, and I'm sure they'll kick me off their back!" As she

overcome difficulties with courage and determination," Timothy said as he

was to be transformed into a parasite and

riding, and I'm not riding!" Rylee shook her legs, which were still wrapped around Timothy's waist as

occurred, a horse was enjoying a leisurely snack in the woods not far

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comforted a petite girl in his arms. "You're such a loser giving up like this; you need to learn how to ride a horse

already remounted the horse. She shook her limps in fear as Timothy jumped up to the horse and sat behind her, one hand on her waist, the other gripping

I'll make sure you don't fall, come on, hold on to the lead with me," he whispered into her

don't want to; I want to go! Why are you forcing me? I hate you!" Rylee said, shaking her head and

the reins, commanding the horse to move

Timothy, you're a nut! You let me down! I truly hate you!"

words, tightening his grip on her body and gradually speeding up. They ran past tree

emotions shifting from fear to shock to awe. Riding a horse felt fantastic! Flying in the

tight, we're fencing." Rylee tightened her grip on the reins as Timothy's voice rang in her

fence on horseback!" Rylee exclaimed in delight, and Timothy smiled as he saw her

how to handle it while holding her entire body in his

riding! I'm fantastic! I performed

bodies leaned against each other while riding a

horse, allowing Rylee to try on her own. Surprisingly, she

a circle around the field,

As she landed, her gaze met Timothy's, who was looking

see that? I'm a rider, and I've mastered the skill of horseback riding. I'm overjoyed!" Rylee screamed as she dashed

he looked down at her.

I'm so thirsty that I could die from dehydration!" While