Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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Bettany chuckled softly, “Can you blow it up a little more?”

‘Being able to eat, drink, and sleep… What kind of description is that?’ Bettany wondered.

However, Lisa was indeed unique. She was no longer the undead she used to be. Her face even had a hint of healthy color, just like any ordinary person’s.

Being able to eat, drink, and sleep together day and night, they hardly noticed any difference. Lisa’s speech became smoother, and her comprehension abilities were now on par with others.

“Except for giving birth, she’s no different from an ordinary person,” Bettany commented unconsciously.

Anthony cleared his throat and averted his gaze. “I’ll go upstairs first.”

As Anthony climbed the stairs, he passed by Lisa’s room and noticed it was quiet inside, which puzzled him.

“Lisa?” he called out tentatively but received no response.

Anthony didn’t dwell on it, assuming she might have gone to the bathroom after having too much to drink.

He returned to his room, loosened his tie, and as he closed the door and turned around, he found Lisa standing right behind it.

Startled, Anthony’s fingers trembled almost imperceptibly.

“Uh, what is it?” he asked.

Lisa clumsily approached, supporting her forehead. “Oh dear, I feel dizzy. I’m drunk!”

With a thud, she fell into Anthony’s arms.

Anthony coughed, “Ahem… Ahem!”

Damn, that nearly gave him tuberculosis.

“Slow down… Be gentle!” he quickly supported Lisa.

Lisa looked up, attempting to make a coquettish expression, but her lack of practice resulted in a rather “ferocious” look on her face.

I have a headache, feeling dizzy!”

at

imitated someone… deliberately pretending to be dizzy

fell silent

continued humming,

“You don’t have to

innocently, looking up

didn’t

right. Polly’s

she should consult the harem

her disheveled hair, lazily reaching for a side table, and

waist was gripped

his arms but found that she

a little at times

“Oh…

quickly made a small

and let go of his

the king of

after all this time, nothing had

before Lisa left, she had said not to

drunk,

the closet, then

door of the closet, watching

looked puzzled and disappointed—she realized she still couldn’t be

what could she do? She liked

she thought it was good enough to stay by his side and believed she had no

now, Lisa felt that her greed had

touched

her, the things she should have grown didn’t, and the

make those “oh’s” and “ah’s,” but she hadn’t learned it at all… Instead, she

sank into self-doubt and

Anthony turned around and saw her with her head down, pouting, seeming a little

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