James Acted Like a Spoiled Child

Elizabeth sighed, "Go to bed. You won't feel itchy anymore when you fall asleep." James was so angry, "How can I fall asleep in this way?" "Then who's the one to blame?" "You..." James gritted his teeth, feeling like he had nothing to say. Yes, who was the one to blame? He asked for it. But had he done anything wrong? What's wrong with his wanting to be clean? Nobody wanted to be sweaty and smelly! He knew that he shouldn't scratch the wounds, but he still felt so uncomfortable! He felt that there seemed to be countless ants crawling on his wounds, but he was controlled and couldn't scratch it. He would even feel better if he was punched by someone. Alas! He couldn't feel more helpless and desperate! "That is because I couldn't take a bath for a few days and I couldn't stand it any longer! I am so innocent, honey..." He softened his voice and said in a pettishly charming manner. Although Elizabeth was worried about him, she held firm to her principles. She wouldn't let him scratch the