Xiao Yan and Feng Qing'er Exchange Souls

Under the dim sky, two figures suddenly bounced away after the collision. Xiao Yan felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw his familiar face, but with a hint of unfamiliar fear. "This... How is this possible!" He roared angrily, but his voice was soft and delicate, just like Feng Qing'er's usual tone of mocking him. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face. The touch was delicate and soft, completely different from the rough outline in his memory. "Xiao Yan" on the opposite side also had a look of astonishment. She looked down at her majestic body and stamped her feet in panic. "You trash! Give me your body back!" Feng Qing'er screamed, but the voice that came out was deep and deep, like thunder exploding in the air. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.