"Open your mouth." Michael ordered as he brought the spoon filled with warm porridge to Gabby's lips.
Still feeling a little embarrassed, Gabby opened her mouth slowly. As the spoon drew closer, she could smell the porridge making her stomach rattle. As the warm porridge entered her mouth, she could see the fireworks behind her eyelids.
Gabby muttered happily and continued to open her mouth. Seeing that made Michael smile and return to spoon the porridge. Sometimes the woman asked for a pan with prawn crackers.
"Why?" Michael asked as he sensed Gabby looking at him.
"You said you warned them, huh?" Gabby asked, the girl's mouth filled with porridge, "Then don't go near them. I don't like them. Besides, I also don't want to go to the hospital again. "
"Yes," Michael nodded his head, "I promise I won't go near them."
Gabby smiled with satisfaction and opened her mouth again, asking Michael to feed her.
