Aren't you mad at me?

Ouch, what should I do now?

Gabby felt that time was running fast and Michael's body still felt stiff. After taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes slowly and raised her face.

It turned out that Michael's cold and sad eyes had seen it first. Gabby felt goosebumps all over and her heart beat fast. She immediately lowered her head and hid her face in Michael's chest.

"Gabby," Michael sighed, he stroked Gabby's messy hair, "I'm not mad at you."

As if hearing her lottery number be called, Gabby looked up quickly, "Really? Aren't you mad at me? "

Even though his body still felt stiff, his facial expression was flat, and his lips were tightly closed, Michael nodded his head.

"Very nice!" Gabby let go of her hug on Michael's body and then patted the man hard on the back, "Duh, you know what if you almost broke my heart! I thought you were mad at me, you know. "