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,

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

face against his chest and said, “I like

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

possible for her to

was also good, just staying by his

normal

would peacefully and

would definitely not make it

Anthony in her arms, a satisfied grin on

he raised his hand and

“Goodnight.”

nice

Without realizing it, Lisa had already become

supporting each other, it was a pleasure

**

this moment, Blake was still soaking in the

had something good for him, and with a wave of her

of her experience in the ice pond, he realized the extraordinary nature

couldn’t just

a spoon and asked Margaret for a bucket, then divided it

out a bucket, he calculated and realized the tub was

filled it up too

two more

as Blake stepped inside, he could clearly

where he had been shot before. This was even with

the ice pond water, Blake

sensation was so intense that his whole body burst with power. Fatigue swept away, and the longer he soaked, the more mentally

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

vessel and cell in his body seemed to

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

focused his mind and immediately pursued this

if the voice of flesh was transforming and becoming stronger, made Blake feel

vague obstruction seemed to dissipate completely

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he could break free from the cave

thought of trying it out came to his

and put on his clothes because the water in the ice pond was

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

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw Blake

the night,

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