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.

with tired eyes, glanced at him and spoke softly with a sleepy tone,

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

face against his chest

refused to let go and held onto him as they both drifted into deep

was no longer possible for her to live a normal life as a living

it was also good, just staying

wanted to live a normal life and

would peacefully

make

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

“Goodnight.”

nice

companionship, feeling deep tranquility. Without realizing it,

supporting each other, it was a pleasure like

**

was still soaking

wave of her hand,

the ice pond, he realized the extraordinary nature of the ice

couldn’t just soak

and asked Margaret for a bucket, then

realized the tub was already too full to accommodate his

filled it

he took out two more

Blake stepped inside, he could clearly

had

water,

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

the water. He rested his head against a raised surface, leaving only two nostrils

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

was already sensitive to the rules of the world, and now he felt he had captured

his mind and immediately pursued this feeling,

transforming and becoming stronger, made Blake feel a

seemed to dissipate

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

could break free from the cave constraints

it

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

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

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

she saw Blake

the night,

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