C344 Confirmed

In order to ensure that Mo Zhining would be able to eat the wontons that he had personally made, An Tianluo had no choice but to bear the weight of everyone's wontons. When they were all burping and leaning back in their chairs, An Tianluo was already slumped on the sofa. He felt that he was more tired than running ten kilometers across the country. It seemed like cooking wasn't an easy task