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!”

looked at

pretending to be dizzy after

fell silent and

continued humming,

don’t have to go to

innocently, looking up

that didn’t

was right. Polly’s

the harem spirit. Yes, that’s

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

before she could straighten up, her waist was gripped tightly by

pull her back into his arms but found that she remained

his brow and said, “Lisa, you can move a little at times like this. You don’t have to stand

“Oh…

made a

let go of his hold. “Forget

fool was the king of

this time, nothing had happened between

felt like he was overthinking. Today, before Lisa left, she had said not to waste anything, and she ended up drinking both bottles of wine in one

drunk, but

the closet, then

stood at the door of the closet, watching him, tilting her head

she still couldn’t be like a

she

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

that

touched

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

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

sank into self-doubt

around and saw her with her head down, pouting, seeming

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