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 a sleepy tone, “I

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

against his chest and said, “I like being

down, she refused to let go and

her to live a normal life as a

good, just

a normal life and find

she would peacefully and obediently

not make it difficult

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

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

“Goodnight.”

nice

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

it was a pleasure like

**

this moment, Blake was still soaking in

wave of her hand,

Lilly’s frank account of her experience in the ice pond, he realized the extraordinary nature of the ice pond

couldn’t just soak in

took a spoon and asked Margaret for a bucket, then

and realized the tub

it up too

took out two more buckets before

as Blake stepped inside, he

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

pond water, Blake could distinctly feel the speed of his

was so intense that his whole body burst with power. Fatigue swept away, and the

the water. He rested

in his

month, Blake broke the rules underground in the cave. He was already sensitive to the rules of the world, and now he felt

and immediately pursued

flesh was transforming and becoming stronger, made

obstruction seemed to dissipate completely

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

could break free from the cave constraints

trying it out came

in the ice pond

my room, don’t touch anything, especially the buckets of water in the bathroom and the bathwater in the tub. Don’t touch

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

she saw

middle of the night, Blake

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