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?

feel that Mr. Wheeler was angrier than

went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the

Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big dog bite her ass when she

understand me? I want

frowned irritably and pushed Rylee's ass off

to pack up the dishes and walked

Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all

and the old butler were surprised that Rylee came out so

come out so soon? Has

the plate, and it seemed that some of it had

asked Rylee, “Is

grinned 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. What do you think, Uncle Armand, you must

Rylee bowed to Armand.

said, “Actually there are no dogs

lied to

all the huge dogs we raise are in factories in

Armand, I will never believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful for

leaned on the sofa and grabbed the fruit to

suddenly opened and Timothy

was so frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating the

Armand and the old butler were

get the car ready, I'll go

the future? Why are we going to do to work in the company

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

his head, not daring

Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what about me? What

“You? You're

stared blankly, and then stammered and retorted, “I, I am not

admitted that she really didn't do much work this time. As

Wheeler last night anyway! That was a very

She was also hardworking!

into a formal suit and went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a firm but

watched Timothy

happened last night was more beneficial

didn't even look at Rylee and rushed out like the

at the glass and looked out, she was

not at home, she can finally calm down a

was so

also a

With

sofa, eyes closed, while

tell whether she should cry or be happy

“Ms. Carroll?”

voice sounded beside

Is there something I can help, Uncle

is for you.” The old butler handed over a piece of

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it, and she was shocked

her teeth, “When

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

viciously, “After all these businesses, and this is the final order

butler's

call their Mr. Wheeler by the

and looked at the

were