Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee was chattering as usual, forcing the chopsticks into Timothy's hands, scooping two spoonsful of vegetables, and putting them on the plate.

Her sparkle eyes stared at Timothy's mouth, as if she was waiting for someone like a baby doll to open their mouth to eat.

Timothy was caught off guard by Rylee and started to eat.

When Rylee saw that he had started eating, her spirit was instantly relieved.

It was as if Timothy was her child, who has always been a picky eater, and now eventually he could feast on the food here at a time.

Rylee almost reached out to stroke Timothy's head a few times and complimented him cheaply.

Fortunately, she was still awake, and she didn't do the stupid thing.

Timothy eats silently and slowly.

Suddenly, he realized that this meal tasted so delicious.

When the nagging Rylee was around, the whole body can become warm, as if he was taking a sun bath even the food was much more delicious.

What a wonderful thing.

“Having some of these, and take more of those, you are so tall, how can you eat less than me? Don’t be a picky eater! Come, come on, eat more of this.”

Rylee was addicted to helping Timothy's with dishes, and she can't wait for Timothy to swallow all four dishes. It's better for him to eat the dishes as well.

Timothy was slightly happy, but he kept a cold expression on his face, and asked casually, “Have you eaten?”

“Of course, I have had the meal it!”

“Are you full?”

“Of course, I'm full! I'm never ashamed of my own stomach!”

Timothy nodded slightly.

He frowned suddenly and looked up suspiciously at Rylee who was sitting on the handle of his chair, “Why are you supervising my eating like a supervisor?”

Rylee said cheerfully, “You think I'm willing to supervise you? It was Uncle Armand and the others...”

The words suddenly stopped. She didn’t dare to speak.

Rylee stared at Timothy.

Sure enough, Timothy was so shrewd that even though he had only heard some parts of the truth, he had already guessed most of the reason. He frowned and slammed his chopsticks on the table.

“Armand threatened you to come in and delivered food?”

Rylee nodded aggrievedly and explained, “Actually, even if I am ten times braver, I don't dare to come to you and supervise you having lunch, really, I don't dare to do so. Please, don’t get mad, don’t get mad at me.”

Timothy's face was cold, “If Armand hadn't threatened you to come in, you wouldn't have come to deliver the food, would you?”

Rylee rubbed his nose, “Yeah. But I should have come to deliver food, they all said I was the one who made you so angry that you didn't eat...”

Why the more she explained, the angrier Mr. Wheeler's expression is?

“You, get out.”

Timothy turned his face away.

“What?”

Rylee was overwhelmed.

Get out for real?

did she feel that Mr. Wheeler was angrier than

would

in, Uncle Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big dog bite her ass when she

I want you

and pushed Rylee's ass off

to pack up

walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably,

old butler were surprised that

you come out so soon?

butler looked at the plate, and it seemed that some of it

frowned and asked

and said, “Happy! Very happy! Mr. Wheeler also praised me for the five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open. This is the trace and the proof what his eating.

Rylee bowed to Armand.

“Actually

You lied to me!

the huge dogs we raise are

never believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful for

on the sofa and grabbed the fruit to

door to the study suddenly opened and Timothy

so frightened that she sat

old butler were silent

the car ready, I'll go to the office after I get

future? Why are we going

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

his head, not daring

went to work in the company, what about me? What am I

You're here

then stammered and retorted, “I, I am not fooling around! I am doing

work this time. As Timothy's

Wheeler last night anyway!

She was also hardworking!

went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a

the sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs for

what happened last night was more beneficial

at Rylee and rushed

to the door in barefoot, clawed at the glass and looked out, she was relieved until

not at home, she can finally calm

was so dreamy

was also a thorn in

walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes”

sofa, eyes closed, while her mind was

cry or be happy about what happened last

“Ms. Carroll?”

voice sounded

eyes, “Oh? Is there something I can

for you.” The old butler handed over a piece

“Oh? For me? What?”

curiously, glanced at it, and she was

teeth, “When did

Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said,

“After all these businesses, and this is the

old butler's eyelids

by the

eyes and looked at

were