An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 111 A whim
On a whim, Meng Youyou leaned against the man's chest, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling. "Huo Qingshan, take off your clothes. I want to see yours too."

The man opened his eyes, his gaze meeting the expectation in hers. "Didn't you already see it?"

The girl looked puzzled.

Huo Qingshan reminded her, "You touched it in the cave," helping her recall.

Meng Youyou crawled forward a little more, "I...I changed your clothes with my eyes closed that day, I wasn't that lewd."

“Besides, you were covered in blood at that time, what could I possibly see?” she argued logically.

A fallen eyelash was stuck under the girl's eyelid. Huo Qingshan saw it, reached out and gently picked it away, then said softly, "They're all scars, they don't look good."

"Whether it looks good or not is not up to you to decide; I have to see it first."

She ignored him and reached out to tear off his clothes.

Huo Qingshan intervened, saying only, "Don't be afraid," before sitting up.

He crossed his arms and grasped the hem of his black long-sleeved shirt, pulling it upwards. His arm muscles bulged slightly with the movement, first revealing his taut abdomen, and the clearly defined abdominal muscles came into Meng Youyou's view.

Then, the man flicked his hands and took his clothes off his head.

Almost without any build-up, I saw him up close... broad shoulders, narrow waist, muscular and toned chest and abdomen, strong and powerful arms, and a few scattered scars of various shapes that added a unique wildness to his appearance.

Meng Youyou was momentarily at a loss for how to react, only feeling a throbbing sensation in her temples.

To cover up her unease and panic, Meng Youyou acted impulsively and whistled at the man in a vulgar and frivolous manner.

Huo Qingshan: "..." "Ahem..." Meng Youyou coughed twice, her gaze sweeping around the room. "That's about it. I'm quite satisfied with your figure. You've passed the test. Now you can put your clothes back on."

She laughed it off, then suddenly regretted her impulsive decision.

In this respect, Meng Youyou has always been a paper tiger, as Huo Qingshan knows. She always pulls off a series of charades out of the blue, but when it comes to the real test, she usually doesn't last long before revealing her true colors as a little white rabbit.

At this point, Huo Qingshan became somewhat unrestrained, and he started teasing her: "Do you want to touch it?"

"Huh?" Meng Youyou was careless. When it comes to being "shameless," men really do have a natural advantage.

“I just said to you…” he began, his words vague yet pointed, “So if you just glance at it, wouldn’t that be unfair to you?”

"Fine, I'll touch you then," Meng Youyou muttered softly, slowly extending her hand.

The closer she got, the slower she moved. Seeing this, Huo Qingshan couldn't help but find it amusing. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his abdomen.

A blush could be seen spreading across the girl's cheeks, but Huo Qingshan still underestimated Meng Youyou's adaptability.

A few seconds later, Meng Youyou seemed to have discovered a new world, poking and touching, and even adding her other hand, feeling extremely comfortable.

There was even a faint tendency to explore downwards... following the direction of the V-line... well, not faintly... she really...

Huo Qingshan felt his blood boiling, and a surge of heat uncontrollably rushed to his lower abdomen. He intervened in time to stop her audacious act.

He looked down and met a pair of cunning fox eyes, only then realizing he had been tricked.