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.

would

if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably,

understand me? I want you

and pushed

choice but to pack up

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

the old butler were surprised that Rylee came

out so soon?

old butler looked at the plate, and it

asked Rylee, “Is boss

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 Armand, you must not let

Rylee bowed to Armand.

“Actually there

lied to

dogs we raise

believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful

on the sofa and grabbed the

door to the study suddenly opened

that she sat up straight and stopped eating the

and the old butler were silent and bowed

at anyone, walked upstairs and said, “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 to work in

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring

you guys went to work in the company,

“You? You're here

stammered and retorted, “I, I am not fooling around!

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

Wheeler last night anyway! That was

She was also hardworking!

into a formal suit and went downstairs, with a gorgeous face,

sat on the sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs for a few

reminded herself once again: what happened last night was more beneficial to

even look at Rylee and

the door in barefoot, clawed at the glass and looked out, she was relieved until she saw Timothy's luxury car drive

not at home, she can finally

night was so dreamy and

a thorn in her

and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”,

was lying on the sofa, eyes closed, while her

whether she should cry

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded beside

“Oh? Is there something I can help,

The old butler

“Oh? For me? What?”

it, and

“When did

you 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

is the final order from her! Alright, this boy

butler's eyelids

by the title of “boy”?

her eyes and looked at the paper

were