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.

eyes, glanced at him and spoke softly with a sleepy

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

nuzzled her face against his chest

to let go and held onto him as

for her to live a normal

also good,

he wanted to live a normal

she would peacefully

not make it

in her arms, a satisfied

he raised his hand and gently caressed

“Goodnight.”

was nice

Without realizing it,

it was

**

was still soaking in the

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

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

couldn’t just

Margaret for a bucket,

he calculated and realized the tub was already too full

it

out two more buckets

as Blake stepped inside, he could clearly feel

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

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

body burst with power. Fatigue swept away,

was originally sitting, but changed his position and lay in the water.

his

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

mind and immediately pursued this feeling,

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

vague obstruction seemed to dissipate completely at

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he felt he could break free from the

of trying it out

the water in the

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

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

she saw

night, Blake hurried

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