C1037 I'm Full of Anger

I almost knocked the little meatball who was guarding the door when I came out of the study room.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and didn't knock him over.

"Doyle, why don't you go eat? Why are you guarding here?" I bent my body and asked him in a low voice.

Doyle didn't say anything. His black eyes were like black grapes, wanting to embed themselves into Waverly's body