"I'm in the mood for a quickie."

The document that Jin Mingze held ended up dropping on the floor. "A what?"

"Let's have a quickie! You know, one of those little tart things."

"..." Damn, woman. He almost misunderstood her words.

He cleared his throat, "It's pronounced 'quiche'."

"..." Ye Shuxin blushed in embarrassment. "I know! I just want to pronounce it as 'quickie'!"

No way she was going to admit her mistake!

He stood up from his seat and walked towards her. His sharp eyes were hard-rimmed and fixed, so much so that it was as if he was no longer able to move his eyeballs as they'd rusted into her.

When she noticed his predator gaze, she ended up gulping nervously, "W-what?"

He crouched down and cornered her against the sofa. With a seductive smirk, he leaned close to her face, "I'll give you the quickie you want."