Chapter 340 9.The Prince Who Swapped His Soul with Me (26)

In the bathing room, after the darkness, Xuan was blind, and after getting used to it for a while, he found that Song Qingyan had just walked back.

A pair of soft hands then fell on her shoulders.

When she looked at Song Qingyan, she lowered her head and looked at "herself".

It's a wonderful feeling.

Song Qingyan didn't hesitate at all, quickly ripped off the long blanket that she wrapped around her shoulders to her knees, threw it on the screen behind her, and then put her middle coat on her shoulder: "Raise your hand." ”

The little girl was very cooperative, honestly holding her arms.

Song Qingyan's eyebrows jumped: "Wear sleeves by yourself." ”

Do you want him to take her hand and put it in the sleeve?

Xuan Soft blinked: "Didn't you say you wanted to dress me?" ”

When Ah Yan dressed her when she was a child, she always wore it hand-in-hand, as long as she was standing.

Xuan Soft put on his sleeves, and his white mid-shirt just covered his buttocks.

Song Qingyan immediately began to fasten the buttons.

If you ignore the issue of their soul swapping, this scene will be ambiguous enough, but at the moment, they are looking at each other in their own eyes, so they can't have similar ambiguous impulses.

It's just that Song Qingyan thinks of the little girl's appearance from time to time, and thinks that if she hadn't bathed during the day, would it be him who is waiting to be dressed like this.

The more I think about it, the more I think about it...... Excessively.

Song Qingyan's breathing was sluggish, and his eyes dodged and fell on his fingers.

Button it up, and the next thing is the dirty pants.

Song Qingyan lifted his pants and looked at Xuan Ruan.

The little girl took a few steps back.

Gonggong Wen was really curious about what they were going to do when they turned off the lights, and wanted to confirm whether his conjecture would be correct, so he cautiously approached the shower.

As soon as he got closer, he heard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince say in a weak voice: "I'll put on my own pants." ”

He covered his mouth and stepped away quickly.

Dead and wearing pants so soon?!

At this moment, Song Qingyan didn't know that he was considered too "fast", so he only handed over the obscene pants silently.

The little girl pulled the blanket and put it on the ground, sat down, and looked at Song Qingyan after quickly putting it on: "Is it time for Your Highness to rest?" ”

Song Qingyan took a clean blanket again, quickly wrapped the back of the little girl's head, and while helping her wipe her hair, he said in a low voice: "Miss Hua, have you ever thought about the reason why you and I have exchanged souls several times?" ”

Xuan Ruan shook his head and joked: "It won't be because you and I are fated." ”

Song Qingyan's expression was stunned.

He remembered what Si Tianjian had said.

Maybe it's true, as he said, his narcolepsy can be treated, and the little girl may be the key to curing him.

His eyes narrowed.

If so, there is no need to dodge.

Dry his hair, Song Qingyan left.

Early the next morning, when Xuan Soft woke up, it was already bright.

She sat up and looked down at herself for the first time.

The soul has been changed back, but the clothes on her body are still the light blue dress that she went to the county king's mansion yesterday, and the three layers inside and three layers outside represent that Song Qingyan slept in a kimono last night.

The little girl bent her lips and got out of bed to wash and bathe.

Later, when he went to have breakfast with Song Qingyan, he was told that he had left the palace by carriage early in the morning.

Xuan Ruan thought about it, borrowed Chu Yu's carriage, and went out of the palace to Si Tianjian.

As she expected, Song Qingyan was also there.

However, when she went, Song Qingyan had already finished talking and was about to leave.

The little girl just jumped out of the carriage, and when she saw this, she ran over: "Your Highness, are you going back to the palace?" ”

The corners of Song Qingyan's lips curled indistinctly.