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.

him and spoke softly with a sleepy tone, “I

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

chest

after Anthony put her down, she refused to let go and held onto him as they both drifted into

her to

it was also good,

wanted to live a normal life and

peacefully and obediently

not make it difficult for

arms, a satisfied grin on her lips, immersed

he watched her. After a while, he raised his hand

“Goodnight.”

was nice like

Without realizing it,

it was

**

moment, Blake was

wave of her hand, the bathtub instantly filled with

her experience in the ice pond, he realized the

couldn’t just soak

spoon and asked Margaret for

he took out a bucket, he calculated and realized the tub was already

filled it up too

two more buckets before he immersed

as Blake stepped inside,

of fighting, as well as the places where he had been shot before. This was even with good postoperative recovery, there were still

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

power. Fatigue swept away,

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

in his body seemed to open up, and

month, Blake broke the rules underground in the cave. He was already sensitive to the

and immediately pursued this feeling,

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

obstruction seemed to dissipate

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

current state, he felt he could break free from the cave

of trying it

his clothes because the water in the ice pond was

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…”

she saw Blake

middle of the night,

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