MFTIV: Ch 55

  It was five forty-eight in the morning.     Jiang Lu glanced at the time on the phone, then slowly put it down. He had already opened his eyes for four full hours.     The latest news about chatting with Qi An’an was a “good night and good dream” she sent, followed by an emoticon pack of sleepingContinue reading “MFTIV: Ch 55”