Chapter 1138
Chapter 1138 Hutchinson Invites Peach Blossoms (3)_1
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Her gaze turned icy, Flossie Wright shot him a sharp look.
Glancing at the upper cabinet, Glenn Hutchinson raised his hand and took the hairdryer from the outside, and in the next moment, he grabbed Flossie Wright’s shoulders and made her sit in his place.
Just as Flossie Wright was coming to her senses, Glenn Hutchinson had already plugged in the hairdryer.
"Hutchin..."
Before she could finish, Glenn Hutchinson turned on the hairdryer, drowning out her voice.
Flossie Wright stopped talking all at once.
As she gathered her wits again, warm air began to blow through her hair, and those long fingers weaved through her damp locks. Flossie Wright immediately felt an unfamiliar aura and instinctively wanted to start a fight with Glenn Hutchinson.
However, just as she clenched her fist, she became aware of her current situation and touched upon the impending crisis.
Having spent ten days in the dark room, although she had come back safe and sound, her mental state was still somewhat disordered, with severe nervous sensitivities that weren’t going to recover anytime soon.
After all, it was her first time undergoing such training.
For her, it was also a great challenge.
With his head bowed, Glenn Hutchinson held the hairdryer in one hand and picked up strands of her hair with the other, slowly drying off the dampness.
His movements were very slow and gentle, almost cautious.
The hair in his hands gradually became dry, and the wet strands started to soften.
"It’s done."
When the hair was half-dry, Flossie Wright, who had been sitting quietly in the chair the entire time, suddenly interrupted him forcefully.
She snatched the hairdryer from his hand.
Her movement was so sudden that Glenn Hutchinson was caught off guard and lost his grip on it.
Throwing the hairdryer on the table, Flossie Wright stood up, avoiding Glenn Hutchinson’s gaze, and walked straight towards the door. "I’m hungry."
Catching her arm, Glenn Hutchinson lightly raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an almost amused expression.
His gaze shifted slightly and caught sight of Flossie Wright’s slightly reddening ears.
Flossie Wright’s face was stiff.
Shaking off his hand violently, Flossie Wright asked coldly, without any hint of warmth, "Are you coming or not?"
"I’m coming."
Narrowing his eyes, Glenn Hutchinson nodded with a shallow smile.
Flossie Wright gritted her teeth.
She quickened her pace towards the door, not even bothering to see if Glenn Hutchinson was following.
It was rare to see her like this, and Glenn Hutchinson was in a particularly good mood. Watching Flossie Wright hurry off without wanting to tease her further, he slowed down, maintaining a certain distance from her.
Cooking class.
As soon as Flossie Wright arrived at the back door, she saw the stone table in the courtyard filled with dishes.
There were two vegetarian dishes, a meat dish, and a bowl of soup.
Next to the two seats that were closer, there were even two bowls of rice set up.
If chopsticks had been stuck in the middle, Flossie Wright might have thought it was an ancestral offering.
There were no people to be seen, not only in the courtyard but also inside the kitchen.
Without overthinking it, since this wasn’t the first or second time she had come to eat and found no one around, Flossie Wright had grown accustomed to it.
But just as she sat down, she saw Glenn Hutchinson walking over leisurely, and her mood suddenly wasn’t as good as it had been earlier.
At times like this, she really didn’t want to see him.
She feared she might accidentally stab him in the eyes with her chopsticks.
"How’s the food?" As he approached, Glenn Hutchinson sat down naturally beside her, asking casually.
After tasting the Shredded Potatoes, Flossie Wright frowned slightly, looking at him with confusion, "Did you make this?"
— End of Chapter 1138 —