Then, he bit into one, and an explosion of spiciness rushed from his mouth straight to his brain.
Mu Fei instantly felt as if he was losing his mind, his thoughts becoming jumbled.
Was this really a pepper and not a bomb?
His mouth burned, the heat spreading into his stomach, his entire body was heated from inside out, even his tears were almost ready to flow.
He quickly grabbed a drink of juice nearby and drank a full glass just to feel a bit better.
Seeing him eat only one mouthful before putting down his chopsticks, Xiao Moli casually asked, "Why aren't you eating? Don't like it? Maybe I can get them to make something else."
Mu Fei's eye twitched a few times. Seeing Xiao Moli making such a concerned gesture, he would look bad if he didn't continue eating.
So, he bravely picked up his chopsticks and forced himself to eat a few more bites.
