C750 Plead

"Ding Ling." It was early in the morning and he was fast asleep when the phone rang in his bedroom.

In my arms was Xiang Ling, my eyelids had yet to open, but my hands were already reaching for the phone, as I continued to curse: "Who the hell is this in the morning? "I'm sorry, but I'm interrupting the process of creating a human."

A simple and honest voice came from the other end of the phone