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?

Mr. Wheeler

this, would Uncle Armand let

Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big dog

me? I want you

irritably and pushed Rylee's ass

to pack up the dishes and

as she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably,

butler were surprised that

out so soon? Has Mr. Wheeler eaten

plate, and it seemed that some of it had been

asked Rylee, “Is boss

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 not let out

Rylee bowed to Armand.

and said, “Actually

lied

huge dogs we raise are in factories in

will never believe what you say in the

leaned on the sofa and grabbed the fruit to

suddenly opened

that she sat up

butler were silent and bowed

at anyone, walked upstairs and said, “Armand, get the car ready, I'll go to the office after I get

Huh? Boss, don't we decide to spend weekends in the future?

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

bowed his head, not daring to speak

Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what

You're

and retorted, “I, I am not fooling around! I am

didn't do much work this time. As Timothy's

slept with Mr. Wheeler last night anyway! That was a

She was also hardworking!

went downstairs, with a gorgeous

on the sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs for

what happened

at Rylee and rushed out like the

and looked out, she was relieved until she saw

was not at home, she can

was so dreamy

also a thorn in

old butler walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”, the butler kept talking

lying on the sofa, eyes closed, while her mind was in

even tell whether she should cry or be happy about

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice sounded beside

“Oh? Is there something I can help,

for you.” The old butler handed over a

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it, and she was shocked

teeth, “When did

must have heard it, too. I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he wanted you to do that based on

nodded viciously, “After all these businesses, and this is the final order from her!

old butler's eyelids

by the title of “boy”?

her eyes and

requirements were written