Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 662: Where Are My Clothes?

She used all her strength to open the quilt only to saw the naked Timothy sleeping soundly!

Sleeping by her side... like conjoined twins!

The two of them were both naked. The man hugged her tightly, sleeping with her under the same quilt... And she was seeing early in the morning when she woke up...

Arrrrgggghhh!

Rylee screamed out in mad.

Timothy frowned because of her screaming, but he didn't open his eyes. He wrapped his arms around Rylee a little tighter, and murmured, “I'm too tired... I need more sleep… Don’t make any noise…”

Rylee was dragged closer to his body by him. she was still sensitive, and immediately felt something like a hard stick was pointing at her!

Based on her initial feeling, that thing was not only hard, but also huge!

Bang!

Realizing what that was, Rylee freaked out again!

“WTF! What's going on! Ah!!!! I'm freaking out! What the hell is going on!”

Rylee flapped her limbs frantically, rolled off the bed, banged to the ground, got up in horror, and fled a few meters away as if Timothy was the Satan from hell. She then yelled out like crazy while staring at the handsome man, “Timothy! You fucking bastard! What the hell is going on! Tell me the truth! Or else I'll kill you!”

Rylee's voice was so high-pitched, just like the siren, that made Timothy's ears keep on buzzing.

“Just shut up!”

He murmured habitually and opened his beautiful slim eyes.

Uh... The Timothy was lying on the bed, so handsome and perfect just like the Sculpture David.

Both of them were human, but how could he be so sexy when he open his eyes?

His eyelashes were flickering, so long and so attractive!

Why did the god offer him such long eyelashes!

Rylee was standing against the wall, still thinking about all these nonsenses.

Rylee swallowed the saliva in the corner of her mouth, but still yelled angrily, “I told you, Timothy! Don't even imagine you can say that I'm the guilty one harassing you just because you are hot! Don't think you can tarnish me just because you are a godfather! Don't think...”

“You're still standing there and showing off your body… Are you implying me that you want a morning sex very much?”

Timothy opened his eyes and spoke word by word slowly.

The lazy tones, the bewitching gestures, and the wicked smiles were so evil...

“What?”

Rylee was a little confused by his words.

What did he say?

She was implying something?

What was she doing?

She then looked down at herself while thinking about his words...

Rylee took a deep breath and jumped up in the sky, “Damn! What the fuck am I doing!”

She… she… she turned out to be naked.

her and showing off her body at the

there’s something

while Rylee was

the table? In the closet? Or maybe she could lift

the girl finally hid behind the sofa with only her small head be seen. Still, she was

and sighed, “Oh, my dear

Clothes! Cut the crap!

even biting her fingers from the back of the

so wrong. Everything was

morning be so chaotic and

god, please turn this into

wake up in

will follow your

promise dotingly and

Suddenly, Rylee's eyes widened.

holy mother

to him, but now… When she could

So majestic!

So attractive!

to be so

Her little hands then covered

to her words, “Oh come

done everything that should be

than once

head against the sofa, “Get

fine, fine…

pants, walk to the closet,

Don’t look at me! Turn around! Shut your

grabs the clothes, and quickly sort them

obediently, combed his hair with his hands, and sighed,

“No need!!”

out again by

“I think...” Timothy mused.

are not

even say a

look at what the crap are you

no longer a normal girl. Every woman would not cry so hard

She didn't even cry.

his nose. He had let out all his desire and tiredness thanks to the night they spent together. Now, he had

think you'd better take a

Rylee froze.

her hands waving, “Timothy! How dare you talk about last night! I'm going to ripe you apart! Get

turned around and grinned, “But this

on the sofa, powerlessly, “If you don't get

“Noisy.”

ears

of the sofa, without any clothes of course. When she was about to go to the bathroom, the door opened again. It was Timothy who got

go out?

herself with

just come in to tell you that the bathtub has

anger, “Got

saying...You're in good shape. Although a

mad that she threw her clothes at Timothy, regardless of her

quickly shut the

went into the

lock it, but after thinking, there’s no difference between

letting the warm water

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