Kidnap a superstar for a romance

There was also a birthday party in the evening, which was held by Quan Zhilong's friends. Because it was a small party, only friends in the circle were invited, and Xu Yisong knew basically everyone.

It was obviously Kwon Ji-yong's birthday party, but Kwon Ji-yong and his partner were the last to arrive.

"Hey, our birthday boy is finally back from his date. Hurry up, where's the cake? Light up the candles."

Before Quan Zhilong entered the door, he heard someone inside shouting for the cake. He frowned slightly and showed a rather speechless expression: "Shouldn't this kind of thing be a surprise to me quietly? How can you say it so loudly in front of me?"

The person at the door shouting for the cake was none other than his childhood friend, Sun.

When Taiyang heard Quan Zhilong's complaint, he glanced at Xu Yisong behind him with a playful look and said slowly: "Someone hasn't received enough surprises today."

At this time, agent Cui Shunhao also came over with a cake with candles on it.

A large group of people gathered at the door, singing birthday songs and putting a birthday hat on Quan Zhilong. Because they were all very close, they urged him to make a wish quickly, and then come and have a drink.

The whole process took less than three minutes. As soon as Quan Zhilong blew out the candles, the cake was taken away and he was carried inside. Even Xu Yisong, who was behind him, was pushed in as well.

"At least let me have a bite of cake!"

"Bring it over to you, I'm waiting for you to cut it."

The scene was joyous and chaotic.

When Quan Zhilong was surrounded by people cutting the cake, Xu Yisong had quietly hidden on the sofa in the back and sat down. After running around all day, the thing she wanted to do most was to find a place to sit down.

She originally thought she was the only one sitting on the sofa, but she didn't expect that Li Zhuhe was also sitting there.

Xu Yisong was a little surprised: "Brother Zhuhe is not going to cut the cake with them?"

Li Zhuhe glanced at the noisy crowd not far away, and rejection was written all over his pretty face.

Li Zhuhe, who seems aloof and difficult to approach, is actually a typical introverted person. Whenever there is a large gathering like this, he is usually the type who sits there and participates with his soul.

"By the way, I haven't congratulated Brother Zhuhe on the completion of his drama yet. It has achieved quite good results." At this moment, everyone hadn't started drinking yet. Xu Yisong took an orange and clinked glasses with Li Zhuhe.

As a recent hit drama, "High School King of Life" has been enjoying rising ratings since its premiere in June, and has basically been ranked first or second in the past two months.

Lee Joo Hyuk was a little amused by Heo Yi Song's action of clinking glasses with oranges, but he also cooperated and took an orange to clink glasses with her. However, thinking of the taste of this orange, he reminded her: "You'd better not eat this orange."

From Lee Joo Hyuk's expression, Heo Yi Song guessed that the orange didn't taste good. But humans are like this sometimes. The more they are forbidden to do something, the more curious they become, even if they already know the outcome.

While thinking about how unpalatable an orange could be, Xu Yisong peeled the orange and put a slice into his mouth.

"..." The moment Xu Yisong took the orange into his mouth, he felt as if his life had been cleansed. The sour and astringent juice exploded in his mouth, instantly filling every inch of his mouth.

She bent down and buried her face, which was distorted by the soreness, in her arms. She wrapped her tongue around the orange a few times and swallowed it.

“…” I already said it’s not tasty.

Li Zhuhe on the side didn't know what to say. He had clearly reminded them that the orange was not very delicious, but some people just didn't believe it.

After half a minute to suppress the sour taste in his mouth, Xu Yisong looked at the orange in his hand, then looked at the people who were still dividing the cake, and asked Li Zhuhe: "Brother Zhuhe, have they eaten this orange?"

Li Zhuhe was stunned and shook his head. He was the only one who had eaten the oranges since they were bought, and now there was another victim, Xu Yisong.

Seeing Li Zhuhe shaking his head, Xu Yisong smiled inexplicably and said kindly: "That's good."

In an instant, Li Zhuhe understood from Xu Yisong's expression what she wanted to do, and when he looked at the crowd not far away, there was a bit of sympathy in his eyes.

Just at this time, Quan Zhilong came over and divided the cake between them.

Xu Yisong took the cake but didn't eat it. She put the cake on the table, then pulled Quan Zhilong to sit next to her, and fed a peeled orange segment to his mouth sincerely: "Oppa, let me tell you, this orange is super sweet."

Li Zhuhe on the side had already covered his face and lowered his head in sympathy, fearing that his expression would be exposed.

Quan Zhilong, who was used to Xu Yisong feeding him from time to time, did not doubt it and opened his mouth and ate the orange with great trust.

In less than a second, Quan Zhilong's relaxed expression suddenly twisted. He looked at Xu Yisong in disbelief, his eyes full of accusations.

In just a few seconds, he reviewed the entire day and still couldn't figure out why Xu Yisong treated him like this.

He wanted to spit out the orange, but Xu Yisong covered his mouth the moment his expression changed.

Xu Yisong put one hand around Quan Zhilong's neck and pressed him down, while covering his mouth and whispering, "Oppa, don't move too much, otherwise you won't be able to fool them."

Li Zhuhe was leaning on the sofa at this time, his shoulders were shaking with laughter, but he was careful not to make any sound.

It took Quan Zhilong a while to swallow the orange that was so sour that it made his teeth ache. Then he gritted his teeth and picked up Xu Yisong and rubbed him.

In the spirit of being friends, we should share happiness and difficulties. Quan Zhilong felt that he should not be the only one to suffer this loss, so he looked at the remaining oranges in Xu Yisong's hand and showed the same innocent smile as Xu Yisong just now.

When everyone sat down, Kwon Ji-Yong pretended that he had just taken an orange from Heo Yi-sung and ate a slice, then naturally handed it to Top next to him: "Try it, this orange is quite sweet." At this moment, Kwon Ji-Yong's acting skills have never been so good.

Top ate it without thinking too much. While eating, he was thinking that if even Quan Zhilong, who doesn't eat fruit, thought it was sweet, it must be really good. But...

But he reacted quickly and resisted the urge to curse. He used his acting skills beyond belief and continued to chew the orange calmly while recommending it to the next person until the last slice of orange was passed to Tablo.

"Ah! Are you sick? Who bought these oranges? Why are they so sour?" During Tablo's outburst, the few people who had eaten the oranges, who had injured the enemy by a thousand and lost eight hundred of their own, finally felt a secret pleasure of revenge.

But the only one who was truly happy here was probably Taiyang, because he was the one who brought the bag of oranges. Although he didn't taste them when he bought them, he knew from his expression when Da Sheng handed them to him that they were not tasty.

Taiyang, who had neither curiosity nor conscience, handed the orange to his brother Shengli without changing his expression, and said caringly: "This orange is really sweet. I tasted it when I bought it."

Later, when facing the victim's accusation, Taiyang looked aggrieved: "It was really sweet when I bought it."

And the final punishment fell one by one on the first person who ate the orange.

Although he was the first to eat the orange, Lee Joo Hyuk had already reminded him: "..." This really has nothing to do with him. It was obviously those two hateful lovers who came up with the bad idea, okay?

Xu Yisong, the real source of evil, was leaning in the corner of the sofa at this time, with an exceptionally well-behaved expression, and he was silent without saying a word.

The once strong friendship between a group of people who rarely get together was almost destroyed because of an orange.