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 with a sleepy tone,

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

face against his chest and said, “I like being

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

for her to live a normal

also good, just

live a normal

would peacefully and obediently

would definitely not make

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

After a while, he raised his hand and gently caressed

“Goodnight.”

was nice like

tranquility. Without realizing it, Lisa had already

together, supporting each other, it was a pleasure like

**

this moment, Blake was

for him, and with a wave of her hand, the bathtub instantly filled with water,

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

couldn’t just

and asked Margaret for a bucket, then

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

filled it up

out two more

as Blake stepped inside, he could clearly feel

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

he soaked in the ice pond water,

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

and lay in the water.

every blood vessel and cell 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 he had captured

his mind and immediately pursued

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

obstruction seemed to

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

his current state, he felt he could

it out came to

the water in the ice pond was too precious and extraordinary. He couldn’t bear to

immediately stepped out and saw Margaret. He hastily instructed, “Don’t clean my room, don’t touch anything, especially the buckets of water

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

the night, Blake

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