Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 813

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.

him and spoke softly with a sleepy tone, “I like

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

chest and said, “I like

after Anthony put her down, she refused to let go and held

her to live

it was also good, just staying by

one day he wanted to live a normal life and find a normal woman, a

she would peacefully and

would definitely not make it difficult for

in her arms, a satisfied grin on her

silent, his gaze lowered as he watched her. After a while, he raised his hand and gently caressed her cheek with the back of

“Goodnight.”

nice

tranquility. Without realizing it,

together, supporting each other, it was a

**

moment, Blake was still soaking in the

for him, and with a wave of

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

just

spoon and asked Margaret for a bucket, then

bucket, he calculated and realized the tub was already too full to

filled it up

more buckets before he immersed

soon as Blake stepped inside, he could clearly feel

as the places where he had been shot before. This

as he soaked in the ice pond water, Blake could distinctly

with power. Fatigue

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

felt that every blood vessel and cell in his body seemed to open up, and every pore regained new

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

focused his mind and immediately pursued this feeling, repeatedly

flesh was transforming and becoming stronger, made

first, that vague obstruction seemed to

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

state, he felt he could break free

trying it out came

his clothes because the water in the ice pond was too precious and extraordinary.

He hastily instructed, “Don’t clean my room, don’t touch anything, especially the buckets

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

middle of the night, Blake hurried

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