Wolf President Hooks Up

“I seem to have heard one of them say that they are not closing the door. They are just clearing the venue. If an important person wants to go there for entertainment, they will clear the irrelevant people.”

Timothy sank into the sofa, stretching his long legs comfortably.

Kenneth Keith leaned forward, drinking from a glass.

“Boss, tell me, why did you come out? Isn't that the young little girl working at your place?”

Kenneth asked Timothy, but Timothy was taking the drink sip to himself.

Timothy frowned slightly and said succinctly, “I'm a little discouraged. What's the matter with you? Don't you never work overtime? It's rare to see you in the company during normal work hours, so why do you go to my place on weekends?”

“Hey, it’s a sad and bitter story! Whenever I think about it, it's a story of blood and tears!”

Timothy smiled reluctantly, sat up straight, brought over the wine, and drank a cup of it in one gulp.

Timothy has always been known for being treacherous. Both the business competition and the negotiation or even banquets outside, he had always been the one who plays tricks.

Take drinking alcohol as an example, no one have ever seen him get drunk.

Of course, no one know how much he could drink before he get drunk.

He was even treacherous in alcohol. When everyone drank the wine all, he just took a shallow sip.

So, the way he drank a glass of wine just now scared Kenneth.

What happened to Mr. Wheeler? It seemed that this is the first time he couldn’t remember things clearly!

Kenneth immediately thought that: When Mr. Wheeler was stimulated, will he consider him as a training opponent?

He couldn't help shivering a few times when he thought of the strength of being slammed onto the mat by Timothy, who was a martial art specialist.

“Boss, you don’t have to rush, drink less, don't drink in such a hurry.”

Kenneth tried to persuade Timothy smartly.

Timothy blocked him with his hand, continued to drink with his eyes looking down, and asked in a deep voice, “Tell me what's happened you.”

“Oh, speaking of me. I really want to find a place to bury myself! Last night, I was too embarrassed. It was the first time I was so embarrassed after hanging around with different ladies for so many years.”

“Let’s talk about the point!”

“Oh, point, the point. When I was doing that with a woman, another woman broke in. It doesn't matter. But I didn’t expect that the bitch who came in later was so stupid. She didn’t even shut the door for me. As a result, I had a runny nose because of the weather. That damn snot actually flew into the face of the woman beneath me! Ouch, shame on me! I have never been so ashamed! I was just thinking: if the snot flows into the mouth of another woman... I can really cut off my cock! Shut the damn door, and stay away from this for the rest of my life!”

Pff...

Timothy didn't hold back and smiled softly.

Kenneth breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, god, thanks to his rich humorous skills, he finally made the boss laugh.

Timothy drank a glass of wine. “Just keep your mouth shut.”

“I am not bluffing! This is true! One hundred percent true!”

The two good brothers spent a lot of time drinking and chatting.

When Timothy returned to Seaside Villa, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

With a slight smell of alcohol, and the relaxed mood after being drunk.

“Mr. Wheeler, welcome back. Would you like some hangover soup?”

The old butler went after Timothy.

“No, I'm fine.” Timothy waved his hand, threw his coat on the sofa in the living room, and walked upstairs.

the middle

in a wired position, and a

that she fell asleep here while tiding the closet for

What a confusing lady!

couldn't help

out all his expensive shirts gently, threw them on the sofa aside, then put Rylee's body upright and covered her

only to confront Timothy's handsome face looking down

back?” Rylee thought Timothy was going

put his face so close to hers that mislead her to think about

Timothy straightened up and started

you have too many shirts, I haven't finished sorting them yet. Anyway, there is still one day to come. I'll pack them up again

Timothy grabbed her by

to look at Timothy

eyes

“...Sleep here.”

to squeeze out

drunk, he wouldn't be able to speak out

head

to get her arm back, but she

panicked, twitching her eyelashes,

Wouldn't Mr. Wheeler be trying to force her to do so after

let go of Rylee,

would lose control and press

will be too

wants was more than the

swallowed her saliva and

and went to

couldn't help but think of the

her to stay, she wouldn't

out with a rapid heartbeat and got into the

she

What's wrong with her!

just now, she had the idea of staying

It's ridiculous!

could she have that thought coming through her

about it. Don't think about it.” Rylee murmured the spell

jobs, she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes; she even fell asleep without any further

was lying in the guest room next to his door, she can't

was tossing

two sheep,

when she had counted to over

gets one, one two gets

multiplication formula dozens of times,

She’s going crazy!

this a sequela

aphrodisiacs, her mind started to flash

couldn’t recall even the

Boom!

thunderstorms outside, causing Rylee,

window, she could see

it raining

Boom!

more thunders blew past, as if they hit the ground just outside her window, making Rylee scream in fright and run

Shivering.

The thunder continued.

it anymore

the door of Timothy's room skillfully, and slipped

So scary, so scary!

stop and ran quickly to the master bedroom. Regardless of whether Timothy was sleeping or not,

was still sleeping