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?

Mr. Wheeler was angrier than

went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the dog

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

understand me? I want

and pushed Rylee's

had no choice but to pack up the dishes and

as she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving

the old butler were surprised that

come out so soon? Has

at the plate, and it seemed that some of

and asked Rylee, “Is boss

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

Rylee bowed to Armand.

and said, “Actually there are

lied

all the huge dogs we raise are in

you say in the future.

sofa and grabbed the

study suddenly

so frightened that she sat up

Armand and the old butler were

upstairs and said, “Armand, get the car

in the future? Why are we going to do to work in the company

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring to

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

rolled his eyes, “You? You're here to be

and retorted, “I, I am not fooling

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

Wheeler last night anyway! That was a

She was also hardworking!

with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a firm but fast

sofa and watched

again: what happened last night

look at Rylee and

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

at home, she can finally calm down

was so dreamy

also a thorn in

over to and pick it up. With

lying on the sofa, eyes closed, while

even tell whether she should cry or be

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice sounded beside

her eyes, “Oh? Is there something I can

this is for you.” The old butler handed over a piece

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it, and she was shocked by the

teeth, “When did

then wrote down

and this is the final order from her! Alright, this

butler's eyelids

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

eyes and looked

were written