Chapter 16 Beauty or Princess Taiping?

Anchoya took the robe next to him and walked out of the inner room barefoot.

What came into sight was the big red figure standing at the door, vigorously commanding the two strong men to lift a large wooden box into her room.

"Quickly, put it in, put it in... Just put it here, right... Be careful... Put it away for me..."

After watching it for a long time, I didn't know what she was playing. An Qiaoya couldn't help saying, "What the hell is this going on?"

"Oh, Joya, you're awake. Come on, come and have a look." The woman in red turned around and waved to An Qiaoya with an excited face, "Come here quickly."

"What are you doing? What on earth is there to see?" With a straight face, Anchoa slowly passed by.

"Miss." Putting down the things in their hands, the two strong men greeted them warmly as soon as they saw Angioya.

"Well, hello." Anjoa smiled and waved to them.

"Oc's it, you guys go down." The woman in red was busy opening the wooden box while deporting the two strong men.

"Yes, second lady, young lady, my subordinates have left." The two nodded and left together.

Second Miss? Is she really her second sister? But there is no reason. If she is the second sister, then there is still a big sister? Moreover, why did those two put the second lady in front of the eldest lady when they were talking? If she is the second sister, then she should not be a young lady.

With full of doubts, An Qiaoya turned around and walked to the woman in red to see what she was doing. When she just sat in **, she didn't feel how tall she was. When she approached, she found that she was one and a half taller than herself, at least one or seven or eight centimeters, a tall beauty, and then 155 with herself. Compared with his height, Anchoya is gloomy...

"Little sister, look." The woman in red opened the lid of the wooden box and waved to Anjoa to look inside.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

An Qiaoya stretched out her head and couldn't help screaming. It turned out that there were a lot of well-equipped women's clothes in the box. Red, blue, green, pink, purple, white and black... All kinds of styles and colors are dazzling.

"Beautiful, this is my treasure." The woman in red raised her head and smiled at An Qiaoya.

An Qiaoya was stared and stared straight at the face of the woman in red, with a lot of emotions in her heart. She now looks beautiful like a ghost. If she paints her makeup a little lighter, she doesn't know what kind of stunning it would be.

"Joa Joa? Little sister?" Seeing that An Qiaoya just stared at her face and didn't say anything, the woman in red stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

"Well? Ah...what?" Anchoya came to her senses and saw that the white face was almost facing the tip of her nose, which scared her to take a big step back. What are you doing?"

The woman in red just looked at her and kept winking and pretended to be shy and said, "Oh, people know that her parents are very beautiful, and they can't worry about the country. I didn't expect that you even look at your little sister~ Oh ha ha ha..."

Anchoa: "..."==|||

"What on earth are you going to do with these clothes?"

"Of course, it's to prepare for people." The woman in red blinked, and her long eyelashes fluttered up and down, so that Angioya wanted to click them all.

"Why do you want to correct it?" Hasn't both of them called her the second lady just now? Could it be that An's father's illegitimate daughter outside is embarrassed to take her out? So she is not favored at home? But looking at her crazyness, it doesn't look like an abandoned illegitimate child.

"Of course, we have to correct it! Otherwise, Dad and those little bastards will not admit their innocence and will not introduce them to Joya. They... will be sad."

"Oh." Anchoa nodded, "Why don't you introduce yourself to me now?" In this way, I can help you."

"Of course, what people are most eager to do is that the little sister get to know him again." The woman in red waved her small handkerchief and cleared her throat, "An Shengqing, 18 years old, is a Jiyang person, ranking second in the family..."

"Stop!" Seeing that she still wanted to continue singing in Huang Mei's tune, An Qiaoya hurriedly stopped with an embarrassed face, "Enough is enough. Can I wait for myself to discover these other things in the future? Don't talk about it now, otherwise it won't be fresh. Second sister, don't you think so?

"Second sister...Second sister!" An Shengqing, a woman in red, suddenly rushed up and hugged An Qiaoya and choked. Qiaoya, my little sister, you finally recognize my second sister... Whoo-woo... I'm so moved... What should I do? It's so touching..."

The black line on An Qiaoya's forehead can be taken away. An Shengqing, who was so excited that she couldn't find the crying and laughing, went straight to the box and picked up the clothes inside and looked at it. His mouth spit out leisurely when the red shadow wanted to stick to be a leek again, "If you dare to touch me again, you won't be my second sister in your life. I did what I said."

As soon as the threat came out, An Shengqing really avoided the mouse and hurriedly stopped the body that rushed out. After twisting for a long time, she stood up obediently.

Anchoya nodded, that's right.

"With so many beautiful clothes, how can the second sister use them to make everyone admit your existence?"

"Wait first," An Shengqing grabbed the pink skirt in her hand, picked out a few other accessories in the box, and quickly went to the inner room. Angioya guessed that she was going to change her clothes, so she let her go. She sat on the table and poured herself a cup of hot tea. This is desirable for the girl Chunfeng. She knows that she has to get up to drink water, so she will put hot tea in her room early in the morning and warm it with hot water so that she can take it up and drink it.

was drinking tea when a pink figure flashed in the room. An Qiaoya looked up. I almost choked to death by my own saliva.

When I just picked up the pink skirt, I felt nothing special, but I didn't expect it to be so special.

The left leg opens high fork all the way to the thigh, and the right leg is closed without a seam. On the side of the high fork, it is tied with silk butterflies of the same color at a distance of almost every finger. From the buttocks to the corners of the skirt, there are a total of six butterflies. The butterfly wings are also decorated with short silver tassels. They are extremely shiny while walking, reflecting the slender legs that run out of shyly from time to time. Good... Good**, So fashionable.

The upper body is a white jacket embroidered with lifelike pink butterflies, and the neck is diagonally tied with a pink silk scarf, setting off the slender figure. The whole person looks charming and sexy. Shit, I really want to jump on it and eat a few bites. Anchoa twisted her face and tried to suppress her inner impulse.

What kind of dynasty is this? Are there really any women dressed like this to go out? Just kidding, it's strange that you don't go out like a ** immersion pig cage! However, it is difficult to deny that her second sister is really not ordinary** when she wears this suit - if she is willing to get rid of the white powder on her face.

"Joya..." Seeing An Qiaoya staring straight at her, An Shengqing immediately rushed out and circled a few times excitedly, "Is it good-looking?"

"Good-looking!" This is the truth.

"Really?"

"It's more true than pearls."

"I knew that Joya was the best!" As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was about to knock down Anjoa.

"Hmm!"

"..." Take back your hand and stand upright. Didn't they deliberately forget it?" With a flat mouth, An Shengqing twisted her clothes and said aggrievedly, "They... They continue to change their clothes to show Qiaoya. Can Qiaoya help them choose the most beautiful one?"

"Good." Anyway, her ban has not been lifted, and it's good to have someone to accompany her.

"Wait for me." An Damei said and got into the inner room again.

An hour later

Angioya's eyes twitched and began to regret her quick mouth.

As she walked into the inner room again, a woman found that her headache symptoms were getting worse and worse. It was painful! She really wants to go back to bed. She is so sleepy.

And An Shengqing is like an tireless top. She changed more than N sets of clothes for an hour, which made her dazzling. From her initial curiosity to her listlessness, it can be seen that the process is not ordinary boring.

"Second sister... How many clothes do you still have that haven't finished?" If you can't handle it, you have to force her to deal with it.

"All right, it's almost done. This is the last one." An Shengqing's energetic response came from the inner room.

Anchoa lay on the table and had no choice but to play with her nails.

"Joya, what do you think of this?"

With An Shengqing's shy and excited voice, a dark red silk dress with a white background appeared in front of her. An Qiaoya looked up along the long skirt, then stopped on the short collar and suddenly opened her eyes.

She, she...

"Second sister, your chest..." How can it be flatter than the airport???

"Ah?" An Shengqing probably couldn't figure out the situation. She also looked down at her chest, "What's wrong?"

Angia's mouth**, staring straight at the big red peony embroidery lying on the airport, which should have been bulged to highlight the gorgeousness.

Y's! Is it possible that this second sister is fake? The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. The more I think about it, the darker my face becomes.

Humph! Dare to fool me and see if I make you look good!

With a thought, An Qiaoya suddenly stretched out her claws at a speed that could not cover her ears, and suddenly put her hand on the peony with An Shengqing's stunned eyes...

"Jia, you and you..." An Shengqing's face suddenly flew red, holding An Qiaoya's claws with one hand and the other hand lying tightly across her chest. "... Although we are sisters... but... ah..."

Before she finished speaking, she was immediately overwhelmed by a scream, because An Qiaoya actually took off the short collar on her body despite her vows, and her crimson breasts floated to the ground, and a white chest was exposed to the air, although the two bumps on her chest were very beautiful pink. Color, but there is a flat piece of meat next to it! It's better than the airport, and more peaceful than Princess Taiping!

"Ah..." With a sad scream, An Shengqing's short-circuited head just recovered, and immediately grabbed the short-circuited short-circuited by An Qiaoya's hand and tightly covered it in front of his chest. He stepped back a few steps fiercely and looked at An Qiaoya with red eyes and aggrievedly.

"Joya...Joya, how can you do this? Whoo-hoo... Although you and I are both daughters, but... but..." An Shengqing said pitifully, "Second sister... Second sister has misread you~ Whoo-woo..."

After saying that, he didn't give An Joa time to react, so he turned around and immediately ran out.

"Ah...that...hey..." Anjoya opened her mouth wide and stretched out to hold her hand frozen in the air, "... Even if I believe you are a woman, you can't run out without getting dressed like this..."

Shaking her head, Joya still doesn't know what's going on now. Although seeing is truth, she did see An Shengqing's chest just now. Even if it was really too flat, the skin was white and pink and burstable, coupled with her reaction of running out with tears... It doesn't rule out that she is really a woman. It's just that the chest is not developed.

If that's really the case, then I just took other people's clothes like a disciple and looked at their chest... It seems that... Well, it's a little unethical. ( It's basically a pervert~)

So is she really her second sister? It seems that it's time to go to Father Ann's place to explore the situation.

After grabbing her still messy hair, An Qiaoya got up and walked back to the inner room. It's better to sleep. When she woke up, there was nothing left.

made a big yawn, but the blurred eyes suddenly opened to the maximum at the moment of stepping into the inner room!

The room is full of clothes. There are a lot of various colors of belly pockets and gauze lining, a lot of skirts and short jackets over there, and fur coats full of the whole bed. The table is full of all kinds of bead hair bracelets. Each bead has a pearl necklace as big as a finger belly with half bubble. In the teacup, there are countless bright ribbons on the ground...

Wow! Dare Ansheng Qing'an's second lady regard her An Qiaoya's boudoir as a personal dressing room specially prepared for her??? Is there any mistake! Even if you may really be my second sister, it's too much. How is she going to live with this lot of things?

"Damn! You are cruel!" Muttering an agrily, Anchoya reluctantly stepped over the pile of "colored garbage" and began to tidy up her room.

After picking up about half of it, An suddenly remembered something that she had ignored for a long time. No, my current identity is different from the past. Isn't there still a stupid maid to use? Why am I so desperate?

So——

"Spring breeze, help me collect this clothes and throw them into the box outside. Miss, I want to take a break."

"Yes, miss."