C499 I'm Not That Delicate

The clothes Fu Jinyan wanted to wear today had already been placed on the table.

Su Xiaoge picked up her white shirt and knelt on the bed to help Fu Jinyan put on his clothes.

"Young Master, please stretch your arm."

Su Xiaoge's words carried a strong nasal sound and a bit of hoarseness.

Fu Jinyan frowned and pressed his finger against Su Xiaoge's forehead, "You have a cold."

"A little bit