C46 The Man with the Wiggling Hips

The rectangular table was filled with Chinese and Western, fried, boiled, and mixed porridge of several kinds, all of which looked good.

Old Master swallowed his saliva and walked over to stare at the food.

Soong Qizhao put down the plate in his hand. When he saw Old Master's figure, he greeted him indifferently and went to the kitchen.

Old Master's attention was on the table of food