"Don't you think it's spicy?" Lou Fan could handle spicy food, but watching Xu Nianhua scoop chili into her bowl by the spoonful, swirling everything she took from the hotpot in her own homemade spicy dip, the bright red chilies made Lou Fan's mouth burn just looking at them.
Xu Nianhua grinned widely and praised, "Not spicy at all, it's just right. This hotpot place is pretty good."
She was the type who couldn't live without spicy food—even stir-fried veggies had to have chili thrown in.
Lou Fan: "..."
Well, maybe people from South City just really love spicy food?
Pei Yicheng used the communal chopsticks to pick out her favorites for her: ox tripe, then enoki mushrooms, fatty beef rolls, and baby cabbage.
"Thanks."
Xu Nianhua dug in happily, all she needed to do was focus on eating the tasty stuff.
