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

Chapter 355 Sweet Words
In the past two years, her father has become increasingly talkative, taking after her mother. He keeps nagging on the phone, repeating the same old things he said before leaving home. Meng Youyou can't help but get distracted, occasionally making a few "uh-huh" or "oh" sounds.

While on the phone, her attention gradually shifted to the man's Adam's apple, which was clearly visible in front of her. The shape of the protruding cartilage was exceptionally beautiful, and it rolled occasionally under Meng Youyou's eyes, doubling its sexiness with each movement.

She unconsciously raised her hand and gently poked it with the tip of her index finger. It moved and dodged her finger. It could dodge and dart up and down, it was so agile. Meng Youyou chased after it, up and down, as if she were catching a slippery loach.

She was on the phone, and Huo Qingshan couldn't retaliate, so he could only let her do as she pleased. Because of the previous passion, the man's breathing was already a bit heavy, and he hadn't calmed it down yet. Now, she was not only sitting on him and moving around, but also adding fuel to the fire at this critical moment. Huo Qingshan tried his best to calm his hoarse breathing, and it took him a lot of restraint to make sure that he didn't make a sound.

The thing rolled away from under her fingernails several times. Meng Youyou found it more and more interesting as she played with it. Suddenly, she was in a playful mood and grabbed it with her hand to stop it from moving.

She was becoming utterly lawless. Huo Qingshan felt that if this continued, she would ruin his throat. He quickly restrained her wicked fingers, holding them firmly in his hand, and silently mouthed to stop her: "Yo yo."

The man's gaze was full of disapproval. Seeing this, Meng Youyou's wicked thoughts only intensified. She did the opposite, leaning in to kiss him. After taking his mouth in her mouth, she gently nibbled at him with her teeth, then quickly pulled away, raising her eyebrows and giving him a mischievous smile.

Seeing the man in front of her about to take action, was he about to start a rebellion? Meng Youyou immediately pointed to the white earpiece in her left ear, as if showing off a get-out-of-jail-free card. She began to speak: "Dad, I know, I'll put on warmer clothes if it gets cold. I'm not a child anymore, do I need my parents to remind me to put on more clothes when it's cold?"

Meng Youyou was certain the other party couldn't do anything to her, her face radiating arrogance, her chin practically pointing to the sky. What does it mean to be fearless? Hey, this is it.

Huo Qingshan narrowed his eyes, seized the opportunity and swiftly made his move. With one hand, he precisely grabbed her wrist bone, which was holding the phone screen upside down, and used a little force to flip it upwards. The screen was no longer showing the interface of the call, but was completely black.

What does it mean to strike unexpectedly and catch someone off guard? Well, this is it… He was too cunning; his series of actions happened too quickly. By the time Meng Youyou realized what was happening, it was too late, and she was completely exposed. As the saying goes, “The devil is always one step ahead,” and at this point, Meng Youyou inwardly cried out in alarm. She had messed up; what should she do?
She tried to turn around, wanting to act as if nothing had happened, and calmly climb back to her passenger seat. Of course... Meng Youyou failed. She was dragged back to the "devil's den" by someone, who held her in his arms and restricted her "personal freedom."

Meng Youyou decided to strike first: "What's wrong? Can't I even make a joke? Are you being petty?"

“You’re going a bit too far,” he said seriously.

"What do you mean?" Meng Youyou found the expression on the person's face quite amusing. "What's wrong with it?"

"Explain yourself clearly, who went too far..." She picked up a small beige button that had fallen on the seat, held it up in front of him as if displaying evidence of a crime to a criminal, looking down on him with an air of superiority. Meng Youyou confidently waved it in front of him, and snorted: "Or were you more outrageous?"

No wonder that idiot managed to button up a whole row of buttons earlier; it turns out he ripped off a button near the bottom. Meng Youyou's cardigan has a lot of small buttons, and that guy lost patience after unbuttoning half of it, assuming the remaining few wouldn't get in the way. But in reality, that one fallen button proves he was wrong.

She preemptively accused him: "That was so rude! You owe me my clothes!"

“These clothes are of poor quality,” he said, mimicking her twisted logic.

"Nonsense, I just bought this last month." Meng Youyou gently cupped the man's face, patted it, and pinched it, trying to get away with it: "Okay, okay, I won't hold this against you for such a small thing. You don't need to pay for my clothes. We're even now, is that alright?"

"Let's split it up then. I'll buy you clothes." Huo Qingshan raised his eyes and asked, "And what about you? How do you plan to compensate me?"

"I'm not paying, what can you do about it?" Meng Youyou said with a shameless attitude. "Your girlfriend is just that kind of person, do you want to find someone else?"

"No change." His expression instantly turned extremely serious, and he said with absolute certainty. Meng Youyou keenly noticed the change in his emotions. She was used to speaking without thinking, and it was a habit that would take a long time to change. Right now, she could only obediently purse her lips and wink at him in submission.

"Yo yo." After a few seconds, he suddenly pronounced her name very seriously.

"Hmm," she replied. "What's wrong?"

"I just think being in a relationship is great, and I think our current situation is great, so I wanted to tell you."

Meng Youyou laughed upon hearing this: "Huh~ You actually said that?"

He gazed intently into her eyes, his gaze deep and intense. Meng Youyou was touched by the seriousness in his eyes, and gradually abandoned her playful thoughts, instead asking, "What's so good about it?"

“Everywhere is good! Seeing you every day feels wonderful, not seeing you feels a little bad, but when you come back and appear in front of me smiling, it feels especially good.” The next second after saying that, he immediately contradicted himself: “No, it seems even better.”

"Oh, is that so? Is there anything else?" Meng Youyou felt a sweet warmth in her heart and couldn't help but ask.

"It feels so good to hold you, it feels so good to kiss you, it feels so good to hear you call my name..." Huo Qingshan paused, met her bright eyes, and said smoothly what he thought he would never say in his life: "It feels so good to hear you call me baby."

Meng Youyou felt a little shy under his intense gaze, and her cheeks involuntarily flushed. She never felt anything when she said mushy and cheesy things on a daily basis; she could say them off the cuff without hesitation.

However, a certain old-fashioned blockhead occasionally utters a few simple and unadorned love words, and their power is extraordinary. Meng Youyou felt that she was about to be melted by his gaze, so she could only blush and bury her head in his neck.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her body shy and trying to hide herself, but she couldn't help but repeatedly confirm, "Is it really as good as you say?" Her soft, muffled murmurs filled the space between them.

Hearing this, he turned his head and chuckled softly, gently kissing the strands of hair at her temple: "Yes, a hundred times better than I described."

Meng Youyou felt even more embarrassed by his laughter. She pinched the man's shoulder as punishment, and at the same time, buried her face even deeper. She was sure her face was incredibly red and didn't want him to see it.

After about half a minute, the man's smile faded, and he simply closed his eyes and quietly embraced her. The underground parking garage was bustling with people and cars, the distant roar of engines and the occasional slamming of car doors made the interior of the car seem even quieter. The two of them nestled together in the same seat, neither in a hurry to move, peacefully sharing a simple yet fulfilling embrace, a feeling of contentment.

Time passed by in this idleness, second by second. Whether it was fast or slow became irrelevant to them. After an unknown amount of time, the girl who had been keeping her head completely covered suddenly moved slightly. Then Huo Qingshan heard someone whisper in his ear, word by word, "Baby, I love you."

The words entered his ears clearly, and the man's heart skipped a beat, then a beat... and then began to beat faster and faster, with an unusually strong sound, and his ears began to ring. He gradually lost all hearing of the sounds around him.

Oh, just now his darling was telling him—Huo Qingshan, there are more touching words of love in this world than just the word "darling," let me tell you.

The previous chapter was suddenly taken down (it had already been published). I thought it would be better to split it into two chapters, please forgive me. Also, the latest chapter has a lot of new content, you can take a look again.