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.

glanced at him and spoke softly with a sleepy tone,

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

face against his chest and

let go and held

to live a normal life as

good, just staying by his

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

she would peacefully and obediently

would definitely not make it

her arms, a satisfied grin on her lips, immersed

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

“Goodnight.”

was nice like

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

together, supporting each other, it

**

Blake was still soaking in

something good for him, and with a wave

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

he couldn’t just soak in it

Margaret for a bucket, then divided it into

bucket, he calculated and realized the tub was already too full to accommodate his body

it

took out two more

soon as Blake stepped inside, he could clearly feel

the places where he had been shot

soon 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

originally sitting, but changed his position and lay in the water. He rested his head against a raised surface, leaving

in his body seemed to

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

and immediately

slight sound, as if the voice of flesh was transforming and becoming stronger, made Blake feel a lightness throughout

obstruction seemed to dissipate completely at this

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

his current state, he felt he could break free

it out came to

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

getting dressed, he immediately stepped out and saw Margaret. He hastily instructed, “Don’t clean my room, don’t touch

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

of the night, Blake hurried

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