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.

at him and spoke softly

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

her face against his chest and said, “I like

put her down, she refused to let go and held

was no longer possible for her to live a normal life as a living

also good,

day he wanted to live a normal

she would peacefully

definitely not make it difficult

in her arms, a satisfied grin on her lips,

while, he raised his

“Goodnight.”

nice like

tranquility. Without realizing it, Lisa had already become a part

other, it was a

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moment, Blake was still soaking

a wave of her hand, the bathtub instantly filled

her experience in the ice pond, he realized

just soak

and asked Margaret for a bucket,

he calculated and realized the tub was already too full

it up

out two more buckets before he

soon as Blake stepped inside, he could

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

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

with power. Fatigue

lay in the water. He rested his head against a raised surface, leaving

his body seemed to open

sensitive to the rules of the world, and now he felt

focused his mind and immediately pursued this feeling,

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

that vague obstruction seemed to dissipate

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he felt he could

it out came to his

the water in the ice pond was too precious and extraordinary. He

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. Don’t touch

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

the night, Blake hurried to

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