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 than

went out like this, would

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

I want you to

pushed

had no choice but to pack up the dishes and walked out

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

old butler were surprised that Rylee came out

out so soon? Has

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

frowned and asked Rylee, “Is

Very happy! Mr. Wheeler also praised 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 his eating. What do you think, Uncle Armand,

Rylee bowed to Armand.

“Actually

lied

we raise are in factories in the

I will never believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful

leaned on the sofa and

to the study suddenly opened and Timothy

so frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating

and the old butler were

“Armand, get the car ready, I'll

weekends in the future? Why

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring

Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in

eyes, “You? You're

am not fooling around! I am doing

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

with Mr. Wheeler last night

She was also hardworking!

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

sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs

happened last

even look at Rylee and rushed

door in barefoot, clawed at the glass and looked out, she

at home, she can

was so dreamy and

was also a thorn in

walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation

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

should cry or be happy about what

“Ms. Carroll?”

voice

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

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

“Oh? For me? What?”

paper curiously, glanced at it, and she was

teeth, “When did this

you must have heard it, too. I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said.

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

old butler's eyelids

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

and looked at the

requirements were