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?

that Mr. Wheeler

this, would Uncle Armand let the dog

lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big dog bite her ass

want you to

and pushed Rylee's ass off the

choice but to pack up the

rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all the books on the

surprised

out so soon? Has Mr.

looked at the plate, and it seemed that

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

Rylee bowed to Armand.

said, “Actually there

You lied

the huge dogs we raise are in factories in

in the future. It's disrespectful for

leaned on the sofa and grabbed the

the study suddenly opened and

she sat up straight and

and the old butler were silent

walked upstairs and said, “Armand, get the car

don't we decide to spend weekends in the future? Why are we going to do to work in the

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

bowed his head, not daring to speak any

Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in the

You're here to be your no-job-to-do-but-still-get-paid

“I, I am not fooling around!

work this time. As Timothy's maid, she was very

Wheeler last night anyway! That was a very

She was also hardworking!

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

watched Timothy coming

what happened last

at Rylee and rushed out like the

at the glass and looked out, she was

was not at home, she can finally calm down a

night was so dreamy

was also a thorn in

With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”,

eyes closed, while her mind was in

she should cry or be happy about what

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded

“Oh? Is there something

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

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it, and she was shocked

teeth, “When did

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

nodded viciously, “After all these businesses, and this is the

butler's eyelids

dare was Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”?

rubbed her eyes and looked at

were written