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

like this, would

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

understand me? I want you to

irritably and pushed

but to pack up

Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving

the old butler were surprised that

come out so soon? Has Mr. Wheeler eaten

butler looked at the plate, and it seemed that

asked Rylee, “Is

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.

“Actually there

lied to me!

raise are in factories

Uncle Armand, I will never believe what you say in the

on the sofa and grabbed

study suddenly opened and

was so frightened that she sat

old butler were silent and

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

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

bowed his head, not daring to

went to work in the company,

rolled his eyes, “You? You're here to

am not fooling around! I am doing my

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

last night anyway! That

She was also hardworking!

downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure,

and watched Timothy coming

again: what happened last night was more beneficial to

even look at Rylee and rushed out like the

clawed at the glass and looked out, she was relieved until she saw Timothy's luxury car drive

home, she can finally calm down

so dreamy

a

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

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

should cry or be happy

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice

Is there something

is for you.” The old

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it,

her teeth, “When did

a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he wanted you to do that based on the requirement

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

butler's

by

her eyes and looked at the

requirements were