The Man Under the Blanket

When Yan Chen heard this, he immediately felt ashamed. As he hurriedly shook his head, his little face instantly turned a little red. "No, no, I'm fine..."

"What do you mean fine? Did you catch a cold? Come here and let me check." As she spoke, Su Qian reached out her fair hand and touched Yan Chen's forehead.

With a raise of Su Qian's hand, a wave of fragrance swept over, instantly freezing Yan Chen in place. He dared not move for an instant, and his entire body seemed to burn up.

Qian Rong stood at the side and shook her head helplessly when she saw Yan Chen's ears burning red.

Young Master Yan Chen was so shy that only her Master would think that he was sick.

Su Qian frowned and said seriously, "Your body temperature does seem a bit high. It seems like you're really sick. But it's fine. I'll give you two elixirs later. I guarantee that you'll be fine after eating them."

After saying that, Su Qian instructed Qian Rong to get the elixir.