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.

went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the

Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably,

want you to get

frowned irritably and pushed Rylee's

had no choice but to pack up the dishes

his temples irritably, shoving all the books on the desk

were surprised that Rylee came out so

soon? Has Mr. Wheeler

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

frowned and asked Rylee, “Is boss

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

Rylee bowed to Armand.

coughed and said, “Actually

You lied

all the huge dogs we raise are in

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

the sofa and grabbed

the study suddenly opened and Timothy stepped

so frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating

old butler were silent and bowed their

look at anyone, walked upstairs and said, “Armand, get the car ready, I'll go to the office after I get

we decide to spend weekends in the future? Why are we going to do to work in the

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring to speak any

went to work in the company, what about

You're here to be your

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

she really didn't do much work this time. As Timothy's maid, she

last night

She was also hardworking!

changed into a formal suit and went downstairs, with a

sat on the sofa and watched Timothy

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

at Rylee and rushed

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

at home, she can finally calm

was so dreamy and

a thorn in

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

sofa, eyes closed, while her mind was

cry

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice

eyes, “Oh? Is there something I can help,

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

“Oh? For me? What?”

at it, and she

her teeth, “When did this

a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he

all these businesses, and this is the final order from

butler's eyelids

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

and looked at the paper

were written