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Text Chapter 334 Admitting the son and adopting the mother

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    Those arms that could lift a thousand kilograms were powerful and easily embraced Deng.

    Mrs. Deng woke up from her dizziness and suddenly realized that she was lying in Master Zhou Mu's arms. A blush instantly appeared on her pretty face.

    "Mrs. Deng, are you okay?" Yan Liang had no other intention and gently helped Deng up.

    ¡°No¡­it¡¯s okay¡­¡±

    Deng turned sideways, lightly covering her blushing face, her brows and eyebrows were confused.

    Yan Liang just said lightly: "Mrs. Deng, I just mentioned the matter of adopting the young master as my adopted son. I wonder what Mrs. Deng thinks of it?"

    After a while, she came back to her senses from the shock, and her face was immediately filled with flattering joy.

    "Your Majesty values ??my son so much. It's really a blessing he got from his previous life. It's too late for me to be grateful, so how dare I not appreciate it."

    Mrs. Deng was so surprised that she hurriedly pulled Deng Ai and said, "Ai'er, Yanzhou Mu wants to recognize you as his adopted son. Why are you so stupid? Why don't you meet your adopted father soon?"

    Deng Ai was so shocked by Yan Liang's words that he stayed there.

    Although he is different from ordinary children, in the end he is just a country boy from a poor family. A figure like Yan Liang, a state pastor, seems to him to be a god-like existence that is further out of reach than the sky.

    Yan Liang traveled across Jingxiang, and legends about Yan Liang were often circulated in Xinye Township. Deng Ai was fascinated every time he listened to it. He had long admired Yan Liang, a "heroic" figure.

    Now, in his mind, that god-like figure is right in front of him, and he wants to recognize him as his adopted son. How can this not make the little boy crazy with surprise?

    Stayed for a long time.  Deng Ai was finally woken up by his mother. He knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times respectfully, and said, "My child pays homage to my adoptive father."

    Yan Liang was very pleased. He raised his hand to help Deng Ai up and laughed loudly: "Good boy, tomorrow I will go back to Xiangyang with my father. My father will teach you martial arts and the art of war in a few years. I will make you a success."  A famous general in the world, are you willing?"

    Men are born with wild nature. Which little boy doesn¡¯t dream about fighting on the battlefield all day long, fighting and killing like the heroes of the world, and Deng Aizi is no exception.

    Deng Ai is weak and has always been bullied by children of the same age in the village. Now he recognizes Yan Liang as his adoptive father and teaches him martial arts and the art of war. For a little boy full of fantasy.  Nothing could make him more ecstatic than this.

    At that moment, Deng Ai shouted excitedly: "My child is willing. My child wants to be a great hero like his adoptive father."

    Deng Ai was so excited and happy that he spoke a lot more eloquently.

    "Very good, very good." Yan Liang stroked Deng Ai's little head with his hand, his eyes full of expectation.

    For Yan Liang, the reason why he accepted Deng Ai as his adopted son was not only because of his qualifications, but also had another profound meaning.

    Although Yan Liang's current strength can be compared with that of heroes such as Sun Quan and Cao Cao, Yan Liang is inferior in some respects.  But it has inherent disadvantages.

    This disadvantage is that Yan Liang does not have a strong family like Cao Cao and Sun Quan.

    It seems that Cao Cao has the support of outstanding clan generals such as Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Cao Zhen, and Cao Xiu, as well as Xiahou clan who are related to the Cao family by marriage, such as Xia Houyuan.

    And around Sun Quan, there are also a large group of family brothers such as Sun Yu, Sun Kuang, and Sun Yi.

    As for Yan Liang, he is alone.  He had no relatives to help him, and even though he had Wen Chou, who regarded him as his brother, he only surrendered later.  Unlike Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who followed Yan Liang from the beginning.

    So, from this point of view, Yan Liang is even more "lonely" than Liu Bei.

    Although Yan Liang now has his own biological son, he is still young. Even if he grows up, Yan Liang will not be able to let his son lead troops into battle.

    Therefore, when Yan Liang met Deng Ai today, he had an idea and thought that although he had no relatives, he might make up for this shortcoming by adopting an adopted son.

    "Moreover, Yan Liang only recognized Deng Ai as his adopted son, rather than accepting him as his adopted son.

    According to the etiquette and laws of the world, an adopted son has the same legal inheritance rights as a biological son. Since Yan Liang has a biological son, of course he will not follow the example of Liu Bei in history and take in an adopted son like Liu Feng to create hidden dangers for the future.

    Therefore, although Yan Liang recognizes Deng Ai as his adopted son and trains him to become the pillar of the Yan family, he does not have to worry that he will endanger his status as a parent and son. This has all the benefits and no harm.

    Everyone has selfish motives, and Yan Liang never denies it. This is his selfish motive for recognizing Deng Ai as his adopted son.

    This meaning can only be understood by the heart, but it is not enough to be explained to outsiders.

    That day Yan Liang recognized Deng Ai as a righteous man.??, Zhang Zhongjing could see that Yan Liang appreciated the child's qualifications, but Zhou Cang and other close soldiers were greatly surprised.

    Fortunately, Zhou Cang was loyal to Yan Liang. Since Yan Liang recognized Deng Ai as his godson, he had no choice but to call Deng Ai a young master.

    That night, Yan Liang rewarded Deng with a "huge sum of money". Deng happily accepted it, slaughtered sheep and chickens, bought wine and rice, and cooked rich local dishes to entertain Yan Liang and the others.

    Although the country wine and food were not exquisite, Yan Liang was also happy today and had a hearty drink to celebrate the fact that he had adopted his adopted son.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It¡¯s already the moon above your eyebrows.

    The pro-soldiers went back to their houses to rest, while Zhou Cang arranged some manpower to guard in shifts around the yard for protection.

    Mrs. Deng did not dare to let Yan Liang rest in the side room. That night, she helped the half-drunk Yan Liang into the main room where his mother and son lived, and let Yan Liang rest in the inner room. She planned to squeeze in with her son in a small room separated by a curtain.  Squeeze up.

    Deng Ai was overly excited today, so Yan Liang gave him a few more bowls of wine. This time he was so drunk that his face turned red, and he fell asleep as soon as he lay down in the hut.

    Mrs. Deng didn't care about taking care of her son. She first helped Yan Liangnuo's big body to the bed, then took off his boots and unbuttoned his coat. After serving him so well, she was so tired that she was panting and dripping with sweat.

    The light in the room was dim, and the newly bought candle was half burned.

    Yan Liang was not drunk. When he opened his eyes hazily, he saw Mrs. Deng leaning over him, covering himself with the quilt.

    She was so tired that she was dripping with sweat, and a faint scent of sweat entered her nose. This smell made Yan Liang's heart skip a beat.

    Deng wiped the sweat from her forehead and felt hot flashes all over her body. She opened the opening of her little blue coat a little, and when she leaned over, the white and tender hair trembled under Yan Liang's eyelids.  Shaking.

    Looking at Deng again, her hair is slightly messy, and a half-wet black hair sticks to her face. Under the candlelight, it is very sultry.

    Although Deng is a young country woman, her clothes are not that bright, and her words and deeds also reveal a rustic atmosphere, but in Yan Liang's eyes, who is used to eating delicious food, Deng has a bit of game flavor in his eyes.

    As I admire it, desire suddenly arises in my heart.

    Deng didn¡¯t realize that Yan Liang was looking at her. She finally helped Yan Liang¡¯s tiger-bear body to lie down. Deng took a long breath and turned around to go back to the hut.

    At this time, Yan Liang suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Deng back.

    Deng was startled, and when she woke up, she was lying on Yan Liang's body, and the plump flesh was squeezing Yan Liang's chest heavily.

    Deng¡¯s face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she said in a panic: ¡°Sir, what are you doing?¡±

    Yan Liang hugged her pretty body tightly, and the free hand had already pressed her buttocks. Although there was a layer of underskirt between them, the strong texture was enough to make him half drunk.  Desire arises like fire.

    "What else can I do? I want my wife to stay and serve me tonight." Yan Liang smiled and expressed his "bad thoughts" very openly.

    Deng's pretty face suddenly glowed like fire, and shame overflowed like a tide.

    "My humble concubine has a humble status. I'm afraid she might have tainted the Lord" In shame, Mrs. Deng responded in a low voice.

    Yan Liang snorted disdainfully, "Since I have accepted Ai'er as my adopted son, as Ai'er's biological mother, your status is also different. What's wrong with being humble?"

    While Yan Liang was speaking, he was moving around freely through his clothes.

    Deng¡¯s soft and boneless body exuded a warmth that made him feel very comfortable, and the pleasant body fragrance made him a little confused.

    Listening to Yan Liang's words, Mrs. Deng felt her body being soothed by him. The heat from his palm slowly penetrated into her body through her clothes. She seemed to feel that a fire was quietly igniting and spreading unconsciously.

    She has been a widow for many years, just like the dry fields, which have not been moistened by rain and dew for a long time, how can she not have a hidden desire in her heart.

    The man in front of him now is a majestic state pastor, with such a distinguished status. Moreover, since his son has recognized him as his adoptive father, it is natural for her to be his woman.

    With this thought in her mind, Deng quickly put aside her reserve and replied shyly: "If you don't dislike me, I will serve you well tonight."

    Yan Liang was very satisfied with Deng's knowledge, so he smiled and opened a corner of the quilt. When Deng saw this, he lowered his eyebrows and got in with a shy smile.

    The shadow of the moon is projected into the house from among the dense trees in the courtyard. The ground and bed are covered with light spots the size of copper coins. The room is filled with an ambiguous, sweet and intoxicating feeling of spring.??

    That heavy body was lying on Yan Liang's body, and the quilt made a rustling sound, but it was Deng who was undressing and taking off his belt.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away from Yan Liang.

    Not long after, that smooth and weak body lay "candidly" in Yan Liang's arms.

    The snow-white Shufeng was soft and greasy, as fluffy as a cake. Yan Liang's blood was boiling. He turned over and pushed Deng down under him.

    Just when he was working hard and planning to plow to his heart's content, Mrs. Deng begged delicately: "Ai'er is still next door. I hope you can be gentle and don't wake up Ai'er. If Ai'er sees it, I will be ashamed."  Too embarrassed."

    Yan Liang then remembered that little guy Deng Ai was in a small room separated by a curtain.

    Deng Shi didn¡¯t mention it, but when he mentioned it like this, Yan Liang felt even more indescribable, and the desire in his heart burned like fire.
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