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?

that Mr. Wheeler

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

want

pushed Rylee's ass off the

choice but to pack up the dishes and

she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving

surprised

soon?

the plate, and it seemed that

frowned and asked Rylee,

come on, keep your eyes open. This

Rylee bowed to Armand.

“Actually

lied to

the huge dogs we raise are in factories in the

never believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful for the old to lie

on the sofa and grabbed the

study suddenly opened

frightened that she sat up straight

old butler were silent and bowed their

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

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

bowed his head, not daring to speak

asked Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went

You're here

stared blankly, and then stammered and retorted, “I, I am not fooling around! I

do much work this time. As Timothy's maid, she was

Wheeler last night

She was also hardworking!

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

sat on the sofa and watched

what happened last night was more beneficial

even look at Rylee and rushed out

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

at home, she can finally calm

so dreamy

also a thorn

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

eyes closed, while

should cry

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice sounded beside

her eyes, “Oh? Is

you.” The old butler handed over a

“Oh? For me? What?”

paper curiously, glanced at it, and she was shocked

her teeth, “When

Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what

the final

butler's

their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”? Oh, it’s disrespect,

and looked at the paper

requirements were