Chapter 1850 She Is Too Similar to Her Mother

"Deep..." An Xiaowan weakly rubbed her small face against his chest, and said softly, "I just want to rest right away."

Huo Shen pursed his sexy thin lips, so he suppressed all the doubts in his heart, nodded and hugged An Xiaowan directly, and walked into the main room of the palace.

This room, a suite, is really beautiful.

It should be a person who knows how to enjoy life, so he can make his room so comfortable.

It was afternoon, and the sunlight slanted into the house from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the breeze blew up the beautiful curtains, which happened to blow right next to the beautiful and comfortable big bed. Outside the window, there are orchids in the garden, and inside the house, there are elegant decorations and decorations.

Huo Shen didn't look carefully, but just glanced at it, and led An Xiaowan to the bathroom not far away.

The bathroom was huge, so he put An Xiaowan in and turned on the hot water.

An Xiaowan stood aside, began to take off her clothes, and then let Huo Shen powerlessly fiddle with her.

After taking a bath, she just felt that she finally felt a little more relaxed.

After more than a day, she felt that she had never been so dirty and embarrassed in her life.

His body smelled of mud and sweat, his hair was so messy and knotted that he couldn't straighten it out, his face was covered in dust and sand, his palms were also dusty, and his clothes couldn't even see their original color.

All her clothes, shoes and other things were thrown away by Huo Shen.

Before he asked his subordinates to go to the boat to fetch clothes, the steward had already brought over several sets of new clothes.

It was very similar to the style worn by the woman pretending to be the master.

Even the size seems to be the same.

I'm afraid they were originally clothes made for their masters, but they hadn't been worn yet.

Huo Shen wanted to refuse again, after all, he never wanted his woman to wear other women's things, and that feeling was that An Xiaowan had lost her place.

Only once again, she said yes.

It was a beautiful and elegant embroidered cheongsam.

It is a beautiful powder blue, with a beige buckle, it looks elegant, but also a bit young and playful. But the embroidery and styles on it are very beautiful with a mature and gentle style.

An Xiaowan took a deep breath while holding it in her hand, looked at it for a while, and then put it on.

It fits very well.

Apart from being a little short and loose, there seems to be no other inappropriate places. And this little bit of shortness and looseness is also very subtle, almost undetectable at a glance.

An Xiaowan has a supermodel's figure, and a supermodel's good-looking figure must be thinner than the usual one.

Fortunately, she is a fat type. Although she looks slim and thin, with a bumpy figure and looks good on camera, she still has flesh to the touch, not to the point of being thin.

Put on the cheongsam and buckle the buttons.

Wei Wei still has long wet hair, which hangs down on her shoulders.

For a moment, Huo Shen's eyes were in a daze.

An Xiaowan looked at herself in the mirror and felt a little strange. For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was me or the woman in the painting.

She is really like her mother.

It's just the temperament, but it's completely different.

An Xiaowan closed her eyes, no longer thinking about anything, she just lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

After a while, someone came to deliver a nightgown again. Huo Shen opened the door to take it, but put it aside and ignored it.

His eyes suddenly fixed on that wall.

A... huge painting.