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 it

Anthony replied, “Hmm?”

her face against his chest and

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

her to live a normal

good, just staying by

one day he wanted to live a normal life and find a normal woman,

she would peacefully and

not make it difficult

Anthony in her arms, a satisfied grin on her lips,

her. After a while, he raised his hand and gently caressed

“Goodnight.”

was nice

realizing it, Lisa had

together, supporting each other, it was a

**

was

something good for him, and with a wave of

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

couldn’t just

asked Margaret for a bucket,

he calculated and realized the tub was already too full to accommodate his

it

he took out two more

as Blake stepped inside,

where he had been shot before. This was even with good postoperative recovery,

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

burst with power. Fatigue swept away, and the longer

his position and lay in the water. He rested

felt that every blood vessel and cell in his

cave. He was already sensitive to the rules of the world, and now he felt he

his mind and immediately pursued

slight sound, as if the voice of flesh was transforming and becoming stronger, made

seemed to

Splash!

Blake suddenly sat up.

felt he could break free from

it

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

dressed, he 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 the bathwater in the tub.

Margaret looked puzzled, “Okay…”

saw

of the night, Blake hurried to Apex

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255