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Text Chapter 921: Like Mother, Like Daughter

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    "Father" Zhou Yu whispered, his face moving back subconsciously.

    "There are some wine stains on the corners of your mouth. Father, please wipe it for you." Yan Liang was very indifferent and continued to reach up.

    This time Zhou Yu did not retreat, she just blushed and shyly allowed Yan Liang to wipe away the few drops of wine from the corner of her mouth.

    Yan Liang's thick fingers were full of male power. Every touch made Zhou Yu's delicate body tremble slightly, and her heart started to beat wildly.

    Yan Liang¡¯s heart was also pounding.

    I haven¡¯t felt that feeling of heart palpitations for a long time.

    Although Yan Liang is still in his prime, he is no longer a teenager after all. Although his concubines in Jinque Terrace are all stunning beauties, even the youngest Guan Feng and others are now nearly two years old.  ten.

    Nowadays, there is such a lovely girl who is fifteen or sixteen years old, and her whole body is full of youthful atmosphere. She exhales fragrant breath, and lets herself wipe the corners of her mouth with a faint fragrance. This unique feeling makes Yan Liang feel  An indescribable excitement.

    Having wiped away the wine stains, Yan Liang's generous palm couldn't help but caress Zhou Yu's snow-covered face, caressing it wantonly, feeling the baby-like smoothness that only a girl can have.

    Of course Yan Liang knew that the girl in front of him was his adopted daughter, but he did not feel uncomfortable at all and remained "unscrupulous".

    So what if you are an adopted daughter? She is not your biological child anyway. If I, Yan Liang, want to possess you, I can possess you. No one can stop me.

    At this moment, Yan Liang had a strong desire to possess this young and lovely girl in front of him.

    Zhou Yu's face turned red, and there was a wave of shame in his eyes.

    She also knew in her heart that the heroic emperor in front of her was her adoptive father, and his adoptive father looked like that.  It was really inappropriate to touch his face in such an ambiguous way.

    But for some reason, the little deer in Zhou Yu's heart was beating more and more wildly, and there was an inexplicable throbbing deep in his heart.

    It was that kind of throbbing that made her not avoid Yan Liang's touch, and she half-pushed and half-heartedly allowed Yan Liang to caress her softly.  Even, a little moaning sound gradually came out of her little cherry mouth, as if she was enjoying it.

    When Zhou Yu died, Zhou Yu was still young.  The so-called hatred of her parents naturally has no effect on her.

    And over the years, the fine clothes and food she has enjoyed, and the honor of the princess, were all given to her by Yan Liang.

    Zhou Yu was full of gratitude for all this, and in her eyes, Yan Liang was more than just a foster father who bestowed upon her glory and wealth.  He is a great hero that she admires.

    At this moment, the hero she admired was caressing her face tenderly. How could she not feel any excitement in her heart?

    In the warm palace of spring.  The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

    At this time, Xiao Qiaofang changed into "decent" clothes and walked out of the inner room.

    Xiao Qiao clearly saw the scene of Yan Liang caressing her daughter.  Suddenly, Xiao Qiao was surprised.  Stayed there.

    "Could it be said that Your Majesty actually wants to marry Yu'er"

    An idea flashed through Xiao Qiao's mind. Looking at the ambiguous picture in front of him, he couldn't help but feel worried.

    Although she has completely forgotten the past and devotes herself to being Yan Liang's concubine and serving Yan Liang, the fact that she was forced by Yan Liang cannot be erased.

    " Xiao Qiao just wanted to be reduced to Yan Liang's plaything, that's all. And her daughter, just like a flower, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, how could she become one of Yan Liang's many concubines?

    Thinking of this, Xiao Qiao put on a smile, twisted her waist and walked out, asking with a smile: "Yu'er, how come you want to come to the palace?"

    The appearance of her mother instantly woke Zhou Yu up from her idle thoughts. Her delicate body trembled violently and she quickly shrank a little to avoid Yan Liang's palm.

    Yan Liang didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He just smiled slightly and put down his hand to take a drink.

    At this time, Xiao Qiao had already approached and sat on the other side of Yan Liang, pouring wine for Yan Liang.

    Zhou Yu did not dare to sit on an equal footing with her mother anymore, so she quickly stood up and pretended to cough a few times to cover up the embarrassment.

    "My daughter has not seen her mother for a long time, so she came to the palace to say hello to her mother, but she didn't expect that her father would be here too." Zhou Yu replied with a fake smile.

    Xiao Qiao said "Oh" and said: "It's getting late now, and your father is probably going to have a rest. Please say hello to your father. Why don't you go back by yourself first? Don't disturb your father's rest."?.  ",

    Xiao Qiao was trying to drive her daughter away in a tactful way. She was afraid that if Zhou Yu stayed a little longer, it would arouse the "lust" in Yan Liang. If Yan Liang wanted to do something to Zhou Yu, she would  How dare you stop it.

    "After all, Zhou Yu is not Yan Liang's biological son, but just an adopted daughter. With the dignity of Emperor Yan Liang, it is also his natural right to take a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old as his concubine.

    Zhou Yu didn't know what his mother was thinking. He just felt a little uncomfortable when his mother saw the scene just now. He wanted to leave quickly and had to continue to be embarrassed.

    So, Zhou Yu bowed to Yan Liang with a courtesy.

    Yan Liang disagreed and said with a smile: "I haven't seen Yu'er for a long time, and I miss her so much. It's still early, so I'm not in a hurry to rest. Yu'er, just stay and have dinner with me."

    " Xiao Qiao's heart tightened. Although she secretly didn't want to, she didn't dare to go against Yan Liang's wishes. After all, Yan Liang was named Zhou Yu's adoptive father. If his adoptive father had dinner with his adopted daughter, she had no reason to object.

    "Furthermore, even if Yan Liang openly stated that he wanted to keep Yu'er in his care tonight, what could Xiao Qiao do? He would still be helpless.

    Xiao Qiao didn't dare to object. Although Zhou Yu felt uncomfortable, he didn't dare not agree, so he had no choice but to thank him.

    So Zhou Yu stayed.

    ??Unconsciously, night falls, the lanterns are hung high on the golden bird platform, the red candles are burning high, and it is bright and bright.

    A banquet of delicacies from the mountains and the sea was served, and Yan Liang enjoyed it to his heart's content. Xiao Qiao and his daughter were waiting beside them, smiling and making Yan Liang happy with their sweet words.

    Although Zhou Yu was too drunk, he was intimidated by Yan Liang's majesty and forced himself to drink a few drinks.

    As the wine entered her heart, Zhou Yu's little face turned as red as a cherry blossom, adding a bit of charm to her innocent and beautiful face.

    Xiao Qiao was worried.  Seeing her daughter becoming more and more popular with Yan Liang, she became more worried.

    "How can we have good wine and good meat without dancing? Come on, let me dance." Yan Liang, smelling of wine, ordered with a smile.

    The maids were about to teach dance skills, but Zhou Yu volunteered and said: "My daughter is not talented, but she has also learned dance skills. If the father does not dislike it, the daughter will perform a ugly dance for the father."

    When Xiao Qiao heard this, she frowned slightly and quickly winked at her daughter secretly, urging her not to be in the limelight.

    Zhou Yu was slightly drunk, so she didn't take into account her mother's hint.

    "Okay. Your mother is good at dancing. As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter, Yu'er must also be good at singing and dancing. Come and dance for me." Yan Liang was very excited and laughed.

    Zhou Yu then put down his wine glass and walked into the hall, where the performer played the piano music.  Zhou Yu danced gracefully to the sound of the music.

    Although Zhou Yu is only fifteen or sixteen years old, she is tall and curvy.  Every inch of flesh and bone on the body seems to be born just right. One point more is too much, and one point less is too little.

    Just based on body shape.  Zhou Yu is definitely better than Xiao Qiao, plus that sweet and lovely face.  It made Zhou Yu exude an alluring charm that was different from her mother's.

    At this moment, there is such an almost perfect body, with its slender fingers circling the air and its waist swaying in the water, dancing with its sleeves and making shadows in this hall accompanied by the music of exultation.

    Raising his hands and raising his feet, the crispy arms, and the arc fell from the fall of Shufeng, all exuding a shocking temptation.

    Even though he has read countless beauties, at this moment, looking at this touching girl in front of him, Yan Liang gradually began to be unable to suppress the evil fire in his chest.

    He gradually felt that his body was getting hotter and a primitive impulse was about to move.

    Zhou Yu didn't know whether he could tell or not, but he was still immersed in Yan Liang's "unintentional" gaze. Instead, he danced even more vigorously, and every move he made was full of temptation.

    Zhou Yu was frightened and became more and more anxious.

    She has followed Yan Liang for many years and knows Yan Liang very well. Looking at Yan Liang's expression, she can definitely conclude that Yan Liang is probably attracted to her daughter.

    " Xiao Qiao is worried that if she continues to allow Zhou Yu to display her seductive charm, it won't be long before Yan Liang is dazzled by his primitive animal nature. He is afraid that if he cannot survive tonight, his daughter will not be able to maintain her innocence.

    Xiao Qiao became more and more panicked. When Yan Liang wasn't paying attention, she secretly waved her hand to Zhou Yu, signaling her to stop "showing off".

    Zhou Yu was completely immersed in her dance. She could not see her mother's hints, but she turned a blind eye to Xiao Qiao's hints.

    Xiao Qiao felt helpless, her watery eyes rolled a few times, but she quietly retreated to the inner room.

    Not long after, Zhou Yu finished dancing, and in the last finishing position, he sat cross-legged and tilted, with his upper body bent upward toward the sky.

      This posture caused her clothes to be pulled apart a lot, and the white curved half of her clothes almost exploded, making Yan Liang feel like his blood was boiling.

    "Okay, very good." Yan Liang, whose heart was burning, clapped his hands and cheered.

    Zhou Yu's face was bright red, and she stood up from the ground, panting. She received the approval of her father and felt a bit proud on her face.

    "Yu'er dances so well, I should also present a song for Your Majesty to taste and judge, my mother or my daughter, who has better dancing skills." Xiao Qiao's voice came from beside me.

    Yan Liang looked back, his heart moved again.

    But I don¡¯t know when Xiao Qiao changed her clothes. She changed out of her ¡°respectable¡± clothes and put on a light and thin shirt. Her graceful appearance was looming under the candlelight, and was extremely tempting.

    "If it were normal, Yan Liang would be used to Xiao Qiao dressing up like this.

    However, now that he has experienced Zhou Yu's seductive graceful dance, the evil fire in Yan Liang's heart has been burning fiercely. At this time, seeing Xiao Qiao describe it like this, how can Yan Liang not be moved.

    Zhou Yu didn¡¯t know what his mother was thinking, and also wanted to see his mother dance, so he stepped back with a smile.

    Xiao Qiao immediately walked down the steps, dancing with her sleeves and shadows as the music became more and more popular.

    Wearing light gauze and thin clothes, dancing with such big movements, one can imagine the shocking power of such scenery.

    Yan Liang just took a few glances and felt that his blood was boiling and his whole body was burning like evil fire.
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