The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1813 - 1827: Finale (8)

"The rules for eating an apple are simple: you can’t use your hands, only your mouth. You have five minutes to finish the whole green apple. And of course, before you start— you have to spin around ten times!"

"Get lost!—" Yu Zexiao was currently wearing a princess dress, a long golden curly wig, and together with his delicate features, he was quite enchanting.

Yu Zexiao’s features were naturally refined, and although he was a man, his looks weren’t exceedingly rugged. Even with exaggerated and comical long hair, he didn’t look bad—instead, he seemed quite alluring.

Meanwhile, Leng Yunlin hung a string from the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, tying a bright green, very sour-looking apple to it.

Ling Yichuan brought over a tie without a word and blindfolded Yu Zexiao. At the same time, Mu Qingyu took out another tie and walked over to Jian Anning with a cheeky smile, "Come on, you too."

Yu Zexiao was furious and struggled hard, managing to break free, "Ling Yichuan! Remember this! After the way you’re messing with me now, don’t expect me to let you off later!"

"As long as you have the guts to help me chase you through the years, you can do whatever you want with me! So now—" he was like a pig that wasn’t scared of boiling water, and simply tied Yu Zexiao’s eyes even tighter, "Alright, let’s go!"

Beside them, Leng Yunting chuckled, "Young people, what’s with all the anger? There’s no point in yelling at us. Just save it for tonight under the covers with your missus."

"Exactly, exactly," Leng Yunlin laughed, "Or you can skip the challenge and just let us do your makeup instead."

"Let’s do it!" Compared to the makeup, eating the apple was definitely preferable.

They were so dizzy from spinning, how could they even eat the apple? But Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning were powerless to resist, surrounded by people who seemed to be galaxies away, forced to spin.

"Come on, spin around. One, two, three..."

Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning resigned themselves to spinning. Jian Anning closed her eyes, spinning along with him.

"Seven, eight, nine—ten!" Yu Zexiao spun quickly, but with the blindfold he couldn’t see where he was going, and after just a few steps, he staggered and almost fell. He tried to steady himself against the table twice, but ended up sitting back down again.

The onlookers were already laughing hysterically, some taking pictures, others causing trouble, Ling Yichuan commented, "Wonder what your fans would think if these photos get out, will there be a ’fan to foe’ conversion?"

"Exactly! Quick, take the shot!"

Jian Anning, although spinning slowly, paused after she finished. But once she was stable, she immediately began walking steadily.

Because she was a woman, others didn’t give her a hard time, and Luo Qingxue and Mu Qingyu even guided her, "A bit to the right, to the right! Now forward, left side!"

Meanwhile, as Yu Zexiao got up, Leng Yunlin mischievously misdirected him as he headed towards the right path, "Not this way, move right, move right!"

The group watched him veer off course and couldn’t stop laughing. Watching someone court disaster was just too entertaining!

When Yu Zexiao finally made his way to the apple, blindfolded and stumbling.