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He even wanted to drink the sauce. “I remember you don’t like spicy food,” she said. Conrad put down the bowl and spoon. He felt as if his stomach and mouth were burning. And so, he went to grab a glass of water. After two glasses of water, it felt like the spiciness intensified instead. “Why is it so spicy?!” He was almost burning. Fia munched on another piece of beef. “I don’t think it’s spicy. You’re the one that can’t eat any spicy food.

Isabella gave them a whole list of food that she has been eating, and most of it is spicy food. "You have been eating a lot of spicy food, so it must be affecting your stomach. You have to go to the toilet when you have to. You cannot keep Mother Nature from doing her business, or else you may get constipated on all this. Hot food cannot be good for your system. He will have to slow down a little bit on the hot food. I think it's only cramps caused by the hot food, and there is nothing wrong with you or the babies," The doctor says. I glare at Dante, who wants to laugh.

I replied innocently. She giggled. “It does taste better than the last one. I guess you're more of a visual learner. I don't think I would be able to eat much though, the spices are way too much for me.” “That’s fine. You know we can order anything if you want.” “Let me eat this first. By the way, how are you even eating this with your lips?” “Oh, I can't feel my lips.” They went numb after the excruciating pain of spices meeting open injury.

He immediately picked up several pieces of meat and swallowed them down in large gulps. Though the spicy flavor was stimulating enough, it unexpectedly unlocked a whole new taste bud experience. Savory. Fresh. Deeply satisfying! Even though his entire face was flushed red and burning hot from the spice, he still couldn't stop his chopsticks, eating with pure relish. Ben's reaction was the most calm and restrained. Yet Clar still keenly noticed that he was not good at eating spicy food. His originally pale lip color was flushed slightly red and swollen from the heat, looking exceptionally soft and plump.

My fists clenched as I felt my face hardened. It was them. Ashely and that piece of s- "Hey, Jake, let's go," Tatiana called out, distracting me from pulverizing that asshole as I nodded before following behind her. As we entered the restaurant or more like a diner or maybe both, this place was really packed so I'm guessing it's really popular, "So I'm guessing this is like a hot-spot?" I asked as Tatiana smirked, "Yup, everyone comes here, the food is the bomb," she replied as I nodded while looking around before she pulled me over to a booth.

Terrence told me to eat the dish slowly. "You can choke if you eat spicy food like that," Terrence said. "I'm just too enthusiastic to try this dish," I replied. "It's so delicious, and you know the soup is spicy and makes my tongue numb instantly." "Isn't that good? You like it, don't you?" Terrence asked me then. I smiled and nodded. "I like it." "Thank goodness. But you said that it was spicy? I have already been reminded that I don't have stomach pain medicine." Terrence warned me once more.

She wanted to hit her head on the wall when she was unknowingly finding each and every reason to think about Theodore. 'Still, that was the first day when he had shown some emotions while eating.' Destiny said and recalled how he was looking for something sweet things to eat after 3X Spicy Noodles. He was sweating badly, and not just his tongue but also his lips and the area around his mouth were burning like fire.

I just kept quiet, and occasionally glanced at Mashii who was biting her thumb. Is he panicking? How funny he is. "You must eat spicy, right ??" said the Doctor and made me nod, "Luckily it's not too bad and you don't have to be hospitalized." said the Doctor and made me breathe freely. "How's it going, Doc?" asked Mashii, followed by Daniel and Arabelle. "Your lover is fine sir. Only his stomach acid is rising, because he eats spicy food. Next time please pay attention to his eating." The Doctor explained and made everyone look up, including me.

Adam asks in a tone that suggests that he does not believe it. “No, one meal of such heavy foods eaten quickly because of starvation made me very sick to my stomach. So sick in fact that despite the fact that I feel so hungry I believe I could eat a horse, my stomach does not seem to be able to even handle the glass of room temperature water from the tap.” “You were sick?” He asks, looking her over.

My stomach turns and I jump up from bed, rushing to the toilet, to expel my supper. My throat burns as the bile gushes out of my mouth. Even eating next to nothing doesn't help. Sitting on my haunches, I wipe my mouth on my sleeve and press my damp forehead against the cool rim of the pan. Right now I don't care about the hygienic factor. I just want a moment of relief. The dizziness follows once everything is out of my system. Just like it has the past seven days. Pulling the lever, I slowly stand up on jittery legs and carry myself to the sink to rinse the pungent taste from my mouth.