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.

tired eyes, glanced at him and spoke softly with

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

against his chest and said,

put her down, she refused to let go and held onto him

to live a normal life

good, just staying by his

wanted to live a normal life and find

would peacefully

definitely not make it difficult

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

while, he

“Goodnight.”

was nice like

Without realizing it, Lisa

supporting each other, it was a pleasure like

**

was still soaking

with a wave of her hand,

Lilly’s frank account of her experience in the ice pond, he realized the extraordinary nature

just soak in

Margaret for a bucket, then divided

the tub

it up too

out two more buckets before he

Blake stepped inside, he could clearly

had been shot before.

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

that his whole body burst with power. Fatigue swept away, and the longer he

originally sitting, but changed his position and lay in the water. He rested his head against a raised surface, leaving only two

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

in the cave. He was already sensitive

and immediately pursued this feeling,

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

obstruction seemed to dissipate completely at

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he felt he could

thought of trying it out came to

up and put on his clothes because the water in the ice pond was too precious and extraordinary. He couldn’t bear to wipe it

immediately stepped out and saw Margaret. He hastily instructed, “Don’t clean my room, don’t touch anything, especially the buckets of water in

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw Blake

night, Blake hurried

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