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.

spoke softly with a sleepy

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

his chest and said, “I

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

no longer possible for her to live

was also good, just staying

one day he wanted to live a normal life and find

peacefully

would definitely not make it difficult

satisfied grin on her lips, immersed

gaze lowered as he watched her. After a while, he raised his hand and gently caressed her

“Goodnight.”

was nice

companionship, feeling deep tranquility. Without realizing it, Lisa had already

other, it was a pleasure

**

Blake was still soaking in the

said she had something good for him, and with a wave of her hand, the bathtub instantly filled with water,

ice

couldn’t just soak in it like

asked Margaret for

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

it up too

out two more buckets before he

Blake stepped inside, he could clearly feel

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

as he soaked in the ice pond water, Blake could

power. Fatigue swept away, and the longer he soaked,

water. He rested his head

cell in his

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

his mind and immediately pursued this feeling, repeatedly experiencing

flesh was transforming and becoming stronger,

that vague obstruction seemed to dissipate

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

current state, he felt he could break free

trying it out came to

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

Margaret. He hastily instructed, “Don’t clean my room, don’t touch

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

she saw

the night, Blake

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