The Douluo was quietly flying in the universe!
Inside the spaceship.
On the bed.
Tang Zhong slowly woke up, looked at the woman in his arms, and smiled.
Right now, Jiang Weiwei was lying there quietly, like a well-behaved child, tightly holding Tang Zhong.
Yesterday, they were watching the stars all along, until finally, they fell asleep directly.
"Get up!" Tang Zhong shook Jiang Weiwei.
Jiang Weiwei made a sound, holding Tang Zhong even tighter: "I'm not getting up!"
"Not getting up, huh?" Tang Zhong furrowed his brows.
Then reached out to tickle Jiang Weiwei, which she didn't expect, and she shouted from the tickling.
"Will you get up now?" Tang Zhong laughed.
Jiang Weiwei simply reached out to tickle Tang Zhong in return.
The two of them, wearing pajamas, were playfully wrestling like a couple.
After getting up, Jiang Weiwei had already made breakfast.
