Anthony closed his computer and entered the room.

Just then, Lisa emerged wearing pajamas, her hair still damp and hanging from her shoulders.

He set the computer aside and picked up a hairdryer, saying, “Come here, let me blow-dry your hair.”

Lisa stubbornly replied, “I can do it myself!”

She grabbed the hairdryer.

The contraption seemed somewhat amusing for a young child, but just right for her.

Anthony still wanted to insist, but he saw her snatch the hairdryer and dash off in a puff of smoke.

The hairdryer sound echoed from the bathroom.

Anthony stood at the doorway, leaning against the doorframe as he watched her.

He saw Lisa holding a hairdryer and blowing it wildly against her own face.

Then she turned to her hair, spinning it around like a spinning washing machine drum.

Her hair was instantly blown into a messy tangle, resembling a chicken coop. When it dried, it formed clumps of knots…

Lisa, with her frizzy hair, innocently looked at Anthony.

Blowing her hair was something she enjoyed, but she didn’t like combing it.

Anthony, feeling helpless, took the comb and stood behind her, slowly helping her untangle it.

He never knew that Lisa couldn’t comb her hair until one day when he saw her battling with a comb.

She ended up pulling chunks of hair out, which was terrifying.

Anthony had combed Lilly’s hair before, and under the nagging guidance of Old Mrs. Crawford, he already knew that tangled hair should not be combed from the roots downward.

Instead, the ends should be combed first, then slowly worked your way up.

That way, it wouldn’t hurt.

Lisa stood obediently as Anthony moved gently, and she closed her eyes, feeling very comfortable.

As she kept her eyes closed, she gradually grew sleepy and, surprisingly, fell asleep while standing!

What a strange sight!

Anthony sighed, set the comb down, and lifted her horizontally, carrying her towards the bedroom.

and spoke softly with a sleepy tone, “I like

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

her face against his chest and said, “I like

go and held onto him as they both drifted into

to live a normal life as a living

also good, just staying

live a normal life and

would peacefully

definitely not make it

held Anthony in her arms, a satisfied grin on her lips, immersed in a

he watched her. After a while, he raised his hand and gently caressed her cheek with the

“Goodnight.”

was nice like

tranquility. Without realizing it, Lisa

supporting each other, it was

**

this moment, Blake was still

him, and with a wave of her

ice pond, he realized the extraordinary nature of the ice

just soak

for a bucket, then divided it into a

a bucket, he calculated and realized the

it up

two more buckets before he immersed

Blake stepped inside,

places where he had been shot before. This was even with

soaked in the ice pond water, Blake could distinctly feel the speed of

Fatigue swept away,

the water. He rested

carefully felt that every blood vessel and cell in his body seemed to open up, and

rules underground in the cave. He was already sensitive to the rules of the world, and now he felt he had captured

his mind and immediately pursued this feeling, repeatedly

flesh was transforming and becoming stronger, made Blake feel a lightness throughout his

vague obstruction seemed to dissipate completely at this

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

current state, he felt he could break free

it out came

water in the

my room, don’t touch anything, especially the buckets of water in the bathroom and the

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

night, Blake

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