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.

with tired eyes, glanced at him and spoke softly with a sleepy tone,

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

her face against his chest

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

was no longer possible for her to

it was also good, just staying

he wanted to live a normal

would peacefully and obediently

make

in her arms, a satisfied grin on

lowered as he watched her. After a while, he raised his hand and gently caressed her cheek with the back of

“Goodnight.”

was nice like

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

it

**

this moment, Blake was still soaking

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

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

couldn’t just

asked Margaret for a bucket,

realized the tub was

it up

out two more

soon as Blake stepped inside, he could clearly feel

from years of fighting, as well as the places where he had been

water, Blake could distinctly feel

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

changed his position and lay in the water. He rested his head against a raised surface, leaving only two nostrils

in his body seemed to open up, and every pore regained

was already sensitive to the rules of

mind and immediately

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

that vague obstruction seemed to dissipate completely at this

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he could break free from

it out came to

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

instructed, “Don’t clean my room, don’t touch anything, especially the buckets of water in the bathroom and the bathwater in the

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

of the night, Blake hurried to Apex

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