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.

at him and spoke softly with a

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

his chest and said,

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

no longer possible for her to live a normal

it was also good,

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

she would peacefully and

definitely not make it difficult for

arms, a satisfied grin on her lips, immersed

while, he raised his hand and gently caressed her cheek with the

“Goodnight.”

nice

it, Lisa had already

it was

**

Blake was still soaking in

him, and with a wave of her hand, the bathtub instantly filled with

ice pond, he realized the

he couldn’t just soak in it like

for a bucket,

calculated and realized the tub

it up too

he took out two more buckets

as Blake stepped inside, he

hidden injuries from years of fighting, as well as the places where he had been shot before. This was even

ice pond water, Blake could distinctly feel the speed

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

originally sitting, but changed his position and lay in the water.

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

his mind and immediately pursued this feeling, repeatedly

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

obstruction seemed to

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he felt he could

of trying it out

the water in the ice

clean my room, don’t touch anything, especially the buckets of

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw Blake

of the night,

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