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

this, would Uncle Armand let

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

want you to get

and pushed

choice but to pack

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

butler were surprised that Rylee came out so

come out so soon?

at the plate, and it

and asked Rylee,

five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open. This is the trace and

Rylee bowed to Armand.

coughed and said, “Actually there

You lied

the huge dogs we raise are in factories in the

Uncle Armand, I will never believe what you say in the future.

and grabbed the fruit

study suddenly opened

sat up

old butler were silent

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

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring to speak

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

eyes, “You? You're here to

retorted, “I, I am not fooling around! I am doing my job

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

last night

She was also hardworking!

with a gorgeous

sat on the sofa and watched Timothy coming

once again: what happened last night was more

at Rylee and rushed out

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

not at home, she can finally calm down

night was so

also a

of the house rang. The old butler walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”, the

on the sofa, eyes

even tell whether she should cry or be happy

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice

eyes, “Oh? Is there something

for you.” The old butler handed

“Oh? For me? What?”

curiously, glanced at it, and she was shocked

her teeth, “When did

I then

is the

butler's eyelids

was Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title

eyes and looked

requirements were written