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.

would Uncle

said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch

understand me? I want you

pushed Rylee's ass

to pack up the dishes

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

the old butler were surprised that Rylee came out

did you come out so soon? Has

butler looked at the plate, and it seemed that some

and asked Rylee, “Is boss

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

Rylee bowed to Armand.

coughed and said, “Actually there are no dogs

lied to

the huge dogs we raise are in

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

leaned on the sofa and grabbed the fruit

the study suddenly opened and Timothy stepped

so frightened that she sat up straight and

and the old butler were silent and

and said, “Armand, get the car ready, I'll go to the office after I

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

bowed his head, not daring

Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what about

eyes, “You? You're here to be

I am not fooling around! I am doing my job

didn't do much work this time. As Timothy's maid, she

Wheeler last night anyway! That was a very tiring

She was also hardworking!

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

watched Timothy

what happened last

look at Rylee and rushed out like

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

home, she can

was so

a thorn in her

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

on the sofa, eyes closed,

cry or be

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded

her eyes, “Oh? Is there something I can

old butler handed

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it, and she

her teeth, “When did

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

these businesses, and this is the final

butler's eyelids

dare was Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”? Oh, it’s disrespect, it’s

rubbed her eyes and looked at the

were written