C44 You will Suffer When You Get Angry.

After a long time, he still pressed me against the wall. He held my waist tightly with his two long arms and put his head on my shoulder while breathing heavily.

From the light that came out of the study room, he was still dressed neatly, and there was not a single trace of his messy look after the crazy incident.

On the other hand, I was in a mess. I was in a mess and looked terrible