A Touching Feeling

They visited the Oriental Pearl TV Tower, the World Expo Museum, walked along the Dajiang River, and even experienced Shanghai's touristic arts and crafts enclave—Tianzifang. 

Honesty speaking, Yu Luocheng had been in Shanghai for two years and he had never gone to so many places before! 

"What's wrong, you look tired?" Yang Qianqian asked Yu Luocheng who was sitting beside her with his eyes closed.

Fuu...Fuu...

Soft snores came from Yu Luocheng and Yang Qianqian blinked. She hadn't expected Yu Luocheng to fall asleep in the car. This was the fourth day Yang Qianqian had been in Shanghai, and although Yu Luocheng had been with her the whole time, she felt that he was rather gloomy. 

"This guy...what do you do at night, really!" Yang Qianqian stepped on his foot with the bottom of her heels.

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"We're here, you lazy pig, get up!" Yang Qianqian said, shaking Yu Luocheng awake.