Wolf President Hooks Up

Jennet quickly dodged. She went to get a mop, and began to clean up the stains of soybean milk.

Elaine was holding the newspaper which Jennet had been reading. Her hands trembled and her mind rumbled.

Lucas!

What the hell are you doing?

...

Lucas checked into a hotel with this female celebrity called Avery Woods?

They stayed overnight together?

Was this true?

Yesterday ... she saw how jealous Lucas was. How could he ... sleep with another woman last night?

What's wrong with all men in this world? Were they animals that just couldn't control their desires?

Couldn't they think of anything else other than this?

They had mistresses! They had affairs with female celebrities!

'Lucas, how could you do this to Hazel?'

"Are they ... really over?"

Elaine blinked dazedly.

It was already so bad that she and Emmett didn't get along well. Why couldn't things go well between Lucas and Hazel?

Anyway, Hazel could take the police officer as another option. But she had nothing.

Oh, right, she had one too. That was Mark.

Speak of the devil....

"What are you thinking about? You seem so serious."

A pleasant and gentle voice came from above, which startled Elaine and gave her a shiver. Then she looked up.

"You dumb girl. I haven't seen you these days. You are still well-behaved. So adorable."

Franklin was still easy-going. He reached out, trying to rub Elaine's hair, but Mark forestalled him. He touched Elaine's head first and rubbed it protectively and symbolically.

Franklin raised his eyebrows as if he had discovered a new continent. He looked at Mark's hand and then at his eyes.

Mark maintained a graceful smile, but his eyes were filled with determination.

"Oh, is that so? Mark, you actually ... made a move?"

Franklin teased awkwardly and then

to make

frustrated, "Then what

you do? Just do what you should do. There are so many nice girls. Check those piles of pink writing paper

patted Franklin on

rueful grin, "But I don't even care about

was acquainted with Elaine earlier than you, and his

...

and stamped his

understand the words of these

earth were they talking

her, sat down by her side, hugged around her shoulder, and said

"Ah? Dining with you?"

to Mark? How could she

"I don't think so."

please. There won't be any strangers. They are all my friends. Everyone has a female companion. If I go there alone, I will

face when he was talking. The warmth of his breath embarrassed her and made her entire body

she nodded,

she stood up like a frightened deer, "Excuse me. I want to go back to the classroom

away in panic, ignoring Jennet who was putting the mop

Elaine's figure from behind with an unfathomable

and patted Mark on the shoulder, "Hey, Mark. It seems that Elaine is afraid of you? You

staring at her back and he cast a glance at the chair where she had just sat. He murmured,

immediately hustled Franklin with his elbow and smiled embarrassedly, "That's not true. Mark,

"She agreed ... Fortunately, she agreed to go to

was really afraid of her rejection. If he was

whole day. He had a bad temper and was

roared a couple of times in the morning, shattered three cups of water, smashed two fixed phones,

...

The volcano erupted? It's scary. I don't even dare to go in and deliver tea. What should

grinned, rubbed her hands, and wandered around the

was naturally an unsympathetic man, had an exceedingly bad temper today. One glimpse of his face was enough to make

having some trouble with his sexual life, which leads to

A male secretary muttered.

makes sense. Maybe he was punished by the woman, and stopped the intercourse halfway. So he works off his

secretary was

Sophia went near them.

of them on the

nonsense! Our Mr. Smith never lacks women? Which woman dares to put on airs with

But finally he

Bang!

French window, lifted the hem of his coat and rested his hands on the hips. He sighed as he squinted at the traffic

that Mark ... they were

raised his eyebrows when his

the branch offices. No one should dare to call him ... Then, could it

immediately. But when he reached for the phone,

for? Don't you think it's a waste