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?

she feel that Mr. Wheeler

went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the dog bite

before she came in, Uncle Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he

want you to

irritably and pushed Rylee's ass

pack up the dishes

she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all the books on the

the old butler were surprised that

come out so soon? Has

looked at the plate, and it seemed that some of

frowned and asked Rylee, “Is

has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open. This is the trace and the proof

Rylee bowed to Armand.

and said, “Actually there

You lied

dogs we raise are in factories in

say in the future. It's disrespectful for the old to lie

on the sofa and

study suddenly opened and Timothy

that she sat up straight and stopped eating the

butler were silent and bowed their

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

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring to speak

Uncle Armand, you guys went to work

rolled his eyes, “You? You're here to

am not fooling around! I am

she admitted that she really didn't do much work this

Wheeler last night anyway! That was a very

She was also hardworking!

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

watched Timothy coming downstairs for a few

happened last night was

didn't even look at Rylee and

looked out, she was

not at home, she can finally calm down a

was so dreamy

also a thorn in

up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and

was lying on the sofa, eyes closed,

whether she should cry or be happy

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice

quickly opened her eyes, “Oh? Is there something I

for you.” The old

“Oh? For me? What?”

took the paper curiously, glanced at it, and she was shocked by

teeth, “When did this

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

these businesses, and this is the final order from her! Alright, this boy has some

butler's eyelids

Wheeler by the title of “boy”? Oh, it’s

and

were