C1220 Northeastern Stew

Yang Soong's casserole was stewed in a chaotic manner. In the end, it was still Wu Chuang's turn.

Wu Chuang ate happily.

"Great deity, don't say that I've eaten rice for so many years. You're the one who cooked the best!"

"I've already eaten that. " Yang Soong reminded.

"It's really delicious!" Wu Chuang was not disturbed at all.

"I'm drooling while eating. "

"Wow, wow