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 was angrier

she went out like this, would Uncle Armand let

Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big dog bite

understand me? I want you to

pushed Rylee's ass off the

choice but to pack

as she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably,

and the old butler were surprised that Rylee came

soon? Has Mr. Wheeler eaten

at the plate, and it

and asked Rylee, “Is boss

grinned and 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.

Rylee bowed to Armand.

coughed and said, “Actually there are no dogs

You lied

the huge dogs we raise are in factories in the

in the future. It's disrespectful for the

the sofa and

the study suddenly opened and Timothy stepped

so frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating the

and the old butler

didn't look at anyone, walked upstairs and said, “Armand, get the car ready,

to spend weekends in the future? Why are

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

not daring to speak any

guys went to work in the company, what about me?

eyes, “You? You're

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

work this time. As Timothy's maid, she

with Mr. Wheeler last night

She was also hardworking!

with a gorgeous face,

on the sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs for a few

happened last night was more beneficial to

Rylee and rushed

at the glass and looked out, she was relieved

at home, she can

so dreamy

also a thorn in

it up. With the conversation of

sofa, eyes closed, while

cry or be happy

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice sounded

opened her eyes, “Oh? Is there something I can

The old butler handed over a piece of

“Oh? For me? What?”

took the paper curiously, glanced at it, and

“When did this

must have heard it, too. I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he wanted you to do that based on the requirement

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

butler's

Mr. Wheeler by the title

and

requirements were written