Thinking of this, Cheng Jia steeled herself, deciding to go all in.
If she could win over Mo Xiuchen's heart, enduring little spiciness was nothing.
Picking up her chopsticks, she smiled gently and said softly, "Xiuchen, don't be upset, I'll join you."
"You don't have to." Mo Xiuchen didn't even look at her. He was eating gracefully. In reality, he wasn't sure if Cheng Jia couldn't eat spicy food or not. During their two-plus months in D Country, Cheng Jia never ate spicy food. Also, because of his physical condition, he always avoided eating spicy food.
Compared to today, where he ordered a whole table full of intensely spicy Szechuan dishes, only one dish was non-spicy.
This non-spicy dish was placed in front of him, and it was the one he was eating.
Cheng Jia had wanted to suggest changing the restaurant because he couldn't eat spicy food and she dared not to eat spicy dishes. However, seeing Mo Xiuchen's displeasure, she didn't dare to voice out her idea.
