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

she came in, Uncle Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big dog bite her

want you

irritably and pushed Rylee's ass

pack up the dishes and walked out

as she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all

butler were surprised that Rylee came out so

come out so soon? Has

looked at the plate, and it seemed that

frowned and asked Rylee, “Is

also praised me for the five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open.

Rylee bowed to Armand.

“Actually there are

lied to me!

huge dogs we raise

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

the sofa and grabbed the

door to the study suddenly opened and

she sat up straight and

Armand and the old butler were

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

spend weekends in the future?

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

his head, not

his eyes and asked Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what about me?

“You? You're here to

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

she really didn't do much work

Mr. Wheeler last night anyway! That was a very

She was also hardworking!

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

sat on the sofa and watched Timothy

herself once again: what happened last night

didn't even look at Rylee

glass and looked out, she was relieved until she saw Timothy's

not at home, she can

night was so dreamy and

a thorn in her

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

the sofa, eyes closed, while

cry or

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded beside

opened her eyes, “Oh? Is

is for you.” The old butler handed over

“Oh? For me? What?”

glanced at it,

her teeth, “When did

I then wrote down what he said.

this is the final order from her! Alright,

old butler's eyelids

was Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the

eyes and looked at the

requirements were