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 tone, “I like

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

her face against his chest and

refused to let go and held onto him as they both drifted into

for her to live a normal life as

also good, just

one day he wanted to live a normal

would peacefully

not make it difficult for

satisfied grin on her lips, immersed in a

he raised

“Goodnight.”

was nice

feeling deep tranquility. Without realizing it, Lisa had

it was a pleasure like

**

Blake was still soaking in the

and with a wave of her hand, the bathtub

experience in the ice pond, he realized the extraordinary

couldn’t just soak in it like

Margaret for a bucket, then divided it into a

bucket, he calculated and realized the tub was

filled it up

took out two more

soon as Blake stepped inside, he

the places where he had been shot before. This

the ice pond water, Blake could distinctly feel the speed of his injuries

Fatigue swept away, and the longer he soaked, the

in the water. He rested his head against a raised

in his body seemed to

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

focused his mind and immediately pursued this feeling, repeatedly experiencing

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

first, that vague obstruction seemed

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

he felt he could break free from the cave

it out

clothes because the water in the ice pond was too precious and

instructed, “Don’t clean my room, don’t touch

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

night, Blake hurried to Apex

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