Cashew Seed

"Ah…" She is so tickled that she is defenseless against his attacks. "You can choose to marry me or to die!" By then you will become the first person in history to die from tickling. "If you dare to reject me, I will make sure to ravish you until you yield to me."
He is the hegemon in the business circles. He is the mysterious big boss that calls the shots. He is cold, ruthless and cruel. He would resort to unscrupulous divisive tactics to achieve his goals, making people tremble with fear.
One day, a group of bachelors asks him with tears in their eyes, "Big boss, what makes sister-in-law fall head over heels for you?" He arches his eyebrow. "I love and pamper her, so that she only has eyes for me."
She turns furious at his reply. "Damn! You are shameless, can't you phrase it in a nicer way?
"I love three things in this Universe. The Sun, the Moon and you. The Sun for the morning, the Moon for the night, and you forever!" 
"…"

Stubborn Love of a Roguish Scion

The man had a look of utter bliss on his face. "Wifey's cooking is the best," he declared with a smile.

"Enough of your honeyed words," she chided him sweetly as she took the vacuum flask from his hand.

She had yet to taste the broth that she had brewed for him. The servant had filled up the flask before she'd had a chance to try it.

"It tastes funny…" She complained with furrowed brows. Did I use the wrong ingredients?

"How can that be?" He reached over, snatched the flash from her, and gobbled down the entire content in one breath.

The man closed the flask and got out of the car with the woman.

The hotpot business was briskly popular in cold weather, and snowflakes were currently falling freely outside the window.

"Let's go!" The woman grabbed his hand in a hurry and ran for the store.

"Slow down." He tried to calm her down with a hint of resignation.

Romantic Words Come Easy