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?

feel that Mr. Wheeler was angrier than

out like this, would Uncle Armand let the dog bite

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

me? I want you

and pushed

to pack up the dishes and

Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all the books on the

old butler were surprised that

so soon?

old butler looked at the plate, and it seemed that some of it

frowned and asked Rylee, “Is

said, “Happy! Very happy! Mr. Wheeler also praised 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 the

Rylee bowed to Armand.

said, “Actually there are no

lied to me!

we raise are in

believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful for the

the sofa and grabbed

door to the study suddenly opened and Timothy stepped

frightened that she sat up

butler

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

decide to spend weekends in the future? Why are we going to do to work in

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not

Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went to work

eyes, “You? You're here to be your no-job-to-do-but-still-get-paid

I am not fooling

really didn't do much work this

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

She was also hardworking!

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

on the sofa and watched Timothy coming

what happened last night was more beneficial to

Rylee and

door in barefoot, clawed at the glass and looked out, she was relieved until she

not at home, she can finally calm down a

night was so dreamy and

a

and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”, the butler

was lying on the sofa, eyes closed,

even tell whether she should cry or be happy about what happened

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice

eyes, “Oh? Is

for you.” The old butler handed over a

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it, and she was

her teeth, “When did this

it, too. I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he

is the final order from her! Alright, this boy has

old butler's eyelids

Wheeler by the title of

and looked at the

were