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.

she went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the dog

Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big dog bite her ass when she came

understand me? I want you

pushed Rylee's ass off the

had no choice but to pack up the dishes and walked

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

surprised that

soon? Has Mr. Wheeler

plate, and it seemed

and asked Rylee, “Is

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

Rylee bowed to Armand.

said, “Actually there are

You lied to me!

raise

Armand, I will never believe what you say in the

the sofa and

the study suddenly opened and Timothy stepped

she sat up straight and

Armand and the old butler were silent and bowed

the car ready, I'll go to the office after I get

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring

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

eyes, “You? You're here

and then stammered and retorted, “I, I am not fooling

work

last night anyway! That was a very tiring

She was also hardworking!

a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a

the sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs for a few

again: what happened last night was more

look at Rylee and

the glass and looked out, she was relieved until

not at home, she can finally calm

night was so

was also a thorn in

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

lying on the sofa, eyes closed, while her mind was

cry or be

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice sounded

quickly opened her eyes, “Oh? Is

is for you.” The old butler handed

“Oh? For me? What?”

glanced at it, and she was

teeth, “When did

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

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

old butler's

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

her eyes and looked at the

were written