Taming Desire (Little Mom)

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Caught Rape Lonely Young Woman

The west wing of the banquet hall, under the dazzling lights.

Duan Yu stood on the edge, staring coldly at the group of jeweled upper class people in the center of the dance floor.

It's very fake, like a marionette on a stage, always behaving properly, if the hem of the skirt is a little bit out of place, the lower three whites of the eyeballs will be turned out, and only when it is carefully arranged and complete will it be willing to give a good face.

Commander Zhou, who sent him here, would definitely retort, "Brat, how could you be exaggerating."

But in his eyes, it was such an exaggeration.

Duan Yu lacked interest and began to fiddle with the military watch on his wrist.

The numbers on the theodolite are stable. This is the border of the city. The geographic location is called a valley. The stream flows through the natural lawn, dividing the vast expanse of green into two. He is on the west side, attending the opening ceremony of this boring golf club.

Of course, Commander Zhou didn't want him to play golf, but to get acquainted with the distinguished guests who attended the banquet together, in case of future contingencies.

The old chairman of Duan's wealthy family is about to die of illness. He, a bastard who has been abandoned since birth, happens to also be named Duan.

The old man has no other heirs. Although he has appointed the next helm of the group, anything can happen before he enters the coffin. Commander Zhou decided to let him take a look.

It is not easy to disobey the order of the adoptive father.

Thinking of this, Duan Yu tugged on his tie irritably, the tight muscles under the suit urgently needed to breathe.

Eighteen-year-olds dislike being bound the most, but the bright-pattern tie is like a brightly colored and vicious poisonous snake, after being tossed and twisted several times by his strange and violent hands, it becomes tighter and tighter.

Unfortunately, the influential figure in the center of the wealthy circle suddenly said that he wanted to see the murals on the wall, and a group of people walked towards him in a mighty way, discussing a few current affairs at the same time.

"It's a pity that Master Duan can't come."

"How long have you been sick, and transferred to the intensive care unit? If the new wife can have a son and a half daughter, she won't lose her children and grandchildren."

The young man listened quietly from the edge, his sharp facial features gave him a sense of arrogance, which was also in line with the status of "Mr. Zhou Commander" on the invitation.

But what he was thinking in his head couldn't be more straightforward.

What a joke, the old man is seriously ill, how could he have the ability to make a woman pregnant.

As for the little mother in name, the only rumor he heard was: no one has seen her true face.

Duan Yu tentatively thinks that she is not a good person either.

The crowd sighed and sighed, and finally returned to business.

"Master Duan is sick, so what about the development project of the nearby resort? It was mentioned a few years ago, and now even the club has been built. The treasured land on the other side of the river cannot be put on hold!"

"You don't know how hard it is to buy land. That horse farm with a sluggish business refuses to sell the land. In my opinion, it should invite new bids and demolish the horse farm!"

Duan Yu was bored, the champagne waiter came over and invited him to take the last glass of champagne: "Master, please use it."

A slight movement attracted a few cryptic glances from the surroundings.

Under the glare of the lights, the wine in the crystal goblet was dazzlingly clear.

The throat was dry, the champagne quenched his thirst, everything seemed to be just right, the boy wanted to stretch out his hand.

A cup, or a handle...

His eyes hesitated in two places, his haughty camouflage was slightly loosened, revealing a slight crack of sensitivity.

The military did not teach him how to hold a champagne flute.

The murals on the wall are colorful, and the beautiful goddess seems to be witnessing this "confrontation".

The dull boy hid behind the mask and pretended to be deaf and dumb, his flinching fingertips did not touch the body of the cup after all.

With a wave of his hand, the servant left.

The glass of champagne that he wanted to touch but had to give up ended up in the belly of others.

Tap, tap.

Walking towards the south from the banquet hall, the trampling of leather boots is not as powerful as military boots, and the unfashionable tie is also tied into a dead knot.

Duan Yu wandered in the overgrown stone embryo building, allowing himself to be exiled to the barrenness.

On the night of mid-spring, the calm stream and the soft moonlight were not enough to heal his incompleteness.

Like this so-called "renovated" golf club, the bustling area is exquisite and high-end, and the rest is just rotten.

The soul that has been placed under the fence since childhood, pretends to be arrogant, and has low self-esteem, who can save it.

"Yu—Yu—"

The tail sound is long and distant, it is a gentle and lingering call.

When hearing syllables similar to their own names, people will always be overly vigilant.

Duan Yu walked cautiously along the white embryo wall, approaching the reed grass by the stream.

"Rogue...you are just like a villain...you come out in the middle of the night to steal grass from other people's houses...hey...be gentle..."

As he got closer, the woman's intermittent moans hit her ears.

It's pleasant to hear, and it's caught off guard.

Anyone who hears it will speculate how evocative the affair is.

The young man suppressed his panting, his abdomen was tense, and his nerves could not withstand being teased. He took a step forward, and he could see her silhouette.

She wears a gray hat decorated with silk ribbons, and the satin gauze hides her face indistinctly, which complements the slender and delicate snow neck, just like the aristocratic legacy in retro videos.

Sexy, taboo, lively.

It should be more appropriate to call her a young woman, she can have amorous feelings without a deliberate lighting stage.

But the style also needs someone to appreciate, she seems very lonely.

When Duan Yu smelled her breath, he had such an intuition.

Only a lonely young woman hides in a secluded place alone and betrays her husband.

Conjectures are gradually taking shape, and the thoughts of teenagers are always crazy.

If she is his little mother, then he...

Then isn't he catching rape now?

Nerve endings twitched, and his eyes fell straight to the ground.

In the late-night entanglement, it was her, and——

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