Taming Desire (Little Mom)

4

I want to ride you

University, teaching building of engineering department.

The amphitheater for Mechanical General Studies was spacious and bright. Duan Yu was sitting in the last row, spinning a pen in his hand.

The boy's fingers are slender and strong, with well-defined joints that are colder than the shadows of sketches.

He is thinking about something.

There is not much information about the racecourse on the other side of the stream on the Internet. According to reliable records, the racecourse has been in operation for decades, and the person in charge is Ms. Ye Jing.

Is she Ye Jing?

Unlike her name, he thought.

At least he wasn't used to calling her a lady, it was too dignified and boring.

The news that the Duan Group wanted to acquire the racecourse land kept coming out one after another, and every time the price negotiation ended in being rejected by Ms. Ye, the more times, the rumors of forced demolition became more and more intense.

People are always like this, desperately coveting things that don't belong to them, like a robber.

Duan Yu was very disgusted.

"Zhou, can you lend me the notes for this question?" The familiar friend and classmate sitting next to him patted him.

He withdrew his thoughts and pushed the book over.

In front of outsiders, his surname is Zhou but not Duan, otherwise it will cause a lot of unnecessary troubles and associations.

The professor on the stage didn't hear the correct idea of ​​solving the problem for five minutes, so he started to encourage everyone to speak enthusiastically.

The young man's movement of turning the pen was still magnetic and steady, he didn't say anything, he just glanced down.

The spring sunshine in the corridor was particularly eye-catching, and for a moment, the silhouette of a beauty appeared like a mirage.

The veil is indistinct, the jaw line is just right, the slender and fragile snow neck...

He won't admit it.

However, the fragrance of clothes and temples quickly disappeared with the sound of footsteps slowly going away, leaving only the unobstructed sunlight on the glass window.

The pen in his hand fell on the table, which was no longer a situation he could grasp.

What is she doing in college? The boy frowned.

"You also saw Professor He passing by," my friend muttered in a low voice, "I also took his architecture class this semester. When I first heard that he was going to be in charge of the Duan Group's architectural projects, I thought there would be less homework. I didn’t expect to be merciless at all.”

After saying that, the young man's expression twisted and sullen for a moment.

She actually walked with He Jun.

It turned out that his practice was too shallow, and he didn't know that he had to choose the time when the sky was bright and white when catching traitors.

"Speaking of which, our building was donated by Mrs. Duan, but unfortunately something happened recently." The classmate's family is a wealthy businessman, and he was happy to discuss this. "The chairman is seriously ill and hospitalized. I don't know how the inheritance will be distributed. You're young, and the marriages of rich and powerful families all sign prenuptial agreements, so it's estimated that there won't be much of it."