"That thing is the ghost pepper from India, once the hottest chili in the world. Not to mention eating it, even just holding it with your hand will cause a stinging sensation; most people can't handle it."
Yang Yan said with a smile.
"Alright, have you guys had enough to eat?"
Yang Yan looked at Chen Xi and asked.
"I'm full."
Chen Xi nodded and instinctively rubbed her belly.
"Since that's the case, let's call it a day for now! We'll take you home."
Yang Yan said with a smile.
The three of them took a taxi straight to Chen Xi's house.
In the car, when Chen Xi mentioned the location, the taxi driver instinctively turned his head to take a look at her.
At first, Yang Yan didn't understand what that look meant, but when the taxi arrived at the destination, he understood why the driver had that expression.
It was a big courtyard, with old-style Western houses.
