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.

at him and spoke softly

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

against his chest and

to let go and held

was no longer possible for her to

good, just staying by his

a normal

peacefully and

make it

held Anthony in her arms, a satisfied grin on her lips,

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

“Goodnight.”

nice like

tranquility. Without realizing it, Lisa had already become a part of

it was a pleasure like

**

this moment, Blake was still soaking in the

with a wave of her hand, the bathtub

her experience in the ice pond, he realized

couldn’t just soak in

a spoon and asked Margaret for a bucket, then

a bucket, he calculated and realized the

filled it up too

more buckets before

stepped inside,

where he had been shot before. This was even with good postoperative

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

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

lay in the water. He rested his head

in his body seemed to open

the cave. He was already sensitive to the rules of

his mind and immediately pursued this feeling, repeatedly

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

obstruction seemed to dissipate completely

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

felt he could break free from the

thought of trying it

because the water in the ice pond was too precious and

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

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw Blake

night,

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