Chapter 1151
Chapter 1151 Related to Erina Taylor Part 1(1)_1
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Their lips pressed tightly together, their breaths intermingling.
It all happened so fast that Glenn Hutchinson was still in a daze when Flossie Wright had already taken the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck and deepen this sudden kiss.
For a long while.
The hand that had clasped Glenn’s neck loosened, and Flossie Wright turned her head, taking deep breaths. Her dark eyes shone with moisture but were veiled in layers of misty fog.
"Flossie Wright..."
𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
With his lips still pressed against hers and steadying his uneven breath, Glenn Hutchinson softly called out.
Flossie Wright responded with furrowed brows.
His gaze shifted slightly and Glenn Hutchinson lowered his eyes, looking carefully at the person in his embrace.
Her gaze drifted into the distance, her brows furrowing slightly, a pale blush tinting her fair face, her breathing still not quite settled.
It was unknown what she was thinking about.
There was no coldness, no murderous intent, no hatred.
Her expression was peaceful, yet it held a detachment that pushed people thousands of miles away. The beautiful arch of her brows and eyes hid a variety of fading emotions, and inexplicably, it clenched at the heart.
"Glenn Hutchinson."
She called out in a low voice, her frown deepening with discomfort, her hand somehow finding its way to Glenn Hutchinson’s collar, clutching it tightly again.
She said deliberately, "Pull me up."
Glenn Hutchinson raised an eyebrow, but his palm followed her arm, slowly moving upwards, until he finally grasped her hand tightly.
He responded.
He turned over, getting up first, then pulled her by the hand, helping her to her feet.
Considering the build of Flossie Wright, Glenn Hutchinson could easily carry her around in his hands.
Flossie Wright stood up straight, her figure slightly wobbling. Glenn Hutchinson steadied her and asked, "Do you want to go back?"
Without answering, Flossie Wright rubbed her forehead, her eyebrows tightly knotted together.
It seemed she hadn’t heard his voice at all.
After a while, just when Glenn Hutchinson thought she had not heard him, he suddenly heard Flossie Wright’s cold voice, "Let’s go back."
Glenn Hutchinson’s eyelid twitched slightly.
There and then, loosening his grip on her, Glenn Hutchinson picked up a hat from the side, neatly placing it on Flossie Wright’s head.
No sooner had he moved away than Flossie Wright raised her hand to press down the brim of the hat, concealing her brows and eyes.
Without thinking it over much, Glenn Hutchinson wrapped one arm around her arm, reaching to her other shoulder, while his other hand passed beneath her knees, securely lifting her into his arms.
Closing her eyes, Flossie Wright made no sound.
Her mind was racing a bit too fast; she felt quite tired.
The Frogman Forces had been really quiet lately, with only a few people in the Office Building, and at this hour everyone had usually returned to rest.
On the way back carrying Flossie Wright, they didn’t encounter a single person.
The female soldiers’ Dormitory.
Dormitory 307.
The lights were off inside—Flossie Wright’s roommate hadn’t returned yet. Glenn Hutchinson pushed the door open and entered directly.
— End of Chapter 1151 —