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.

eyes, glanced at him and spoke softly with

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

nuzzled her face against his chest and said, “I

go and held onto him

no longer possible for her to live a normal life as a living

good,

he wanted to live a normal life and find a normal

would peacefully and

definitely not make

arms, a satisfied grin on her lips, immersed

After a while, he

“Goodnight.”

was nice

enjoyed this companionship, feeling deep tranquility. Without realizing it, Lisa had already become a part of

other, it was a pleasure like

**

Blake was still soaking

had something good for him, and with a wave of her hand, the bathtub instantly

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

course, he couldn’t just soak in it

and asked Margaret for a bucket, then divided it

bucket, he calculated and realized the tub

it up too

out two more buckets before he immersed

as Blake stepped inside, he could clearly feel the

of fighting, as well as the places where he had been shot before.

the ice pond water, Blake could distinctly feel the

burst with power. Fatigue swept away,

sitting, but changed his position and lay in the water. He rested his head

that every blood vessel and cell in his body seemed to open up, and every

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

and immediately pursued this feeling,

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

obstruction seemed to dissipate completely at this

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he felt he could break free from

trying it

clothes 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 and the bathwater in the tub.

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw Blake

of the night, Blake hurried to

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