C444 Tibetan Dragon Crouching Tiger

About two hours later, the entire table was filled with messy cups and plates.

Having eaten a comfortable meal, Ning Lo leaned back in his seat and used a toothpick to shave the gaps between his teeth.

"Brother Ning, what do you think of this dish? It suits your taste, doesn't it?"

Seeing Ning Lo eat so much, Suen Miaomiao couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"It's not too bad