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 was angrier

out like this, would Uncle

Uncle Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily

I want you to

pushed Rylee's ass off

but to pack up the dishes

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

butler were surprised that Rylee came out

come out so soon? Has Mr.

old butler looked at the plate, and it seemed that some of it

asked Rylee, “Is

five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep

Rylee bowed to Armand.

and said, “Actually there are

You lied to me!

we raise are in

will never believe what you say in the

the sofa and grabbed the

suddenly opened

was so frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating

Armand and the old butler were

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

to spend weekends in the future? Why are we

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring to speak

Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what

rolled his eyes, “You? You're here to

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

admitted that she really didn't do much work

Mr. Wheeler last night anyway! That was a very tiring

She was also hardworking!

with a gorgeous

the sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs

happened last night was more beneficial

even look at Rylee and rushed out

glass and looked out, she was relieved until she

was not at home, she

night was so dreamy

was also a thorn in her

walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and

was lying on the sofa, eyes

should cry or be happy about what happened last

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded beside

opened her eyes, “Oh? Is there something I

The old

“Oh? For me? What?”

took the paper curiously, glanced at it, and

teeth, “When did

I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote

viciously, “After all these businesses, and this is the final order from her! Alright, this boy has

butler's eyelids

their Mr. Wheeler by the title

and looked at

requirements were written