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?”

face against his chest and said, “I

let go and held onto him as they both drifted into

for her to live a normal life as

good, just

to live a normal life and find a normal

peacefully and

not make it

a satisfied grin on her

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

“Goodnight.”

was nice

Without realizing it, Lisa had already become a

supporting each other, it was

**

was still soaking

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

experience in the ice

couldn’t just soak in it

Margaret for a bucket, then divided

a bucket, he calculated and realized the

it up too

two more

as Blake stepped inside, he could

well as the places where he had been shot before. This was even with

he soaked in the ice pond water,

intense that his whole body burst with power. Fatigue swept

the water. He

in his body seemed to open up, and every pore regained

the rules underground in the cave. He was already sensitive to the

focused his mind and immediately

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

vague obstruction seemed to dissipate completely at

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he could break free from the

trying it

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

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

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

middle of the night,

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