The Thief Concubine 【End】

"The martial art of dog crawling is nothing more than a topic. I was lucky to meet a big guy who is not very good at martial arts, otherwise I'm afraid I will die on him. Ha ha."

Hearing this, the man was startled, and then burst out laughing.

The young man in Huafu who was talking to Feng Suiran was very good at talking, and he wanted to board the boat with Feng Suiran, but he didn't know what his intention was.

A hint of interest flashed across Feng Suiran's eyes, and he looked at Wei Young.

Wei Young also turned her head back, exchanged a glance with him, and agreed with Mr. Huafu's proposal with a smile.

In short, in the end, it is not Weiyang and Feng Suiran who go on the boat together, but a group of them.

Feng Suiran and Wei Young walked at the end, watched them board the boat, and looked at Wei Young with a smile, "You also found out?"

With a raised eyebrow, she blinked and nodded.

There are plenty of things inside the painting boat, a bit like a woman's boudoir, exquisite and gorgeous, but the details are not lost.

In the middle is a rosewood round table.A few side dishes and a few jugs of wine.

It's just that there are too many people, and one table is obviously not enough to sit.

Feng Suiran shrugged, leaned lazily against the door, and ordered a few servants guarding outside the painting boat to move the table.However, Wei Young saw with sharp eyes that when the servants were leaving, his eyes under the mask were leisurely fixed on their feet.

The threshold is hollow, and the servant walks from the outside to the inside, and then goes out from the inside, but every time they pass through the hollow, Wei Young can't hear any sound.

After the equipment was fully equipped, everyone sat down and began to drink and chat.

What was originally a quiet and beautiful painting boat seemed to have become a market for a while.

"Come, come, drink and drink."

"Just drinking is boring, let's punch!"

"Okay, punch..."

Wei Young and Feng Ran sat in the very center, at the same table with the young man in gorgeous clothes and the man they had seen in the martial arts arena.

Raising her eyes slightly, she glanced around lightly.

The handsome man raised his white and tender hand to take a glass of fine wine with a hint of fragrance, and said in a bold tone, "Come on, Brother Sui Ran, I, Shang Tianlei, will definitely toast you."

At this moment, he doesn't seem to be the same person as the romantic young man who said he was looking for fun just now.

Feng Suiran chuckled and picked up a glass of wine.

His voice was a little dull because of the mask, "I wonder how Master Shang is doing now?"

"My father is very good. If my brother Suiran hadn't rescued me back then, I am afraid my father would not have survived today. However, what Tianlei didn't understand was why his brother's medical skills were so good, why he remained unknown. Mr. Xuan's disciple, but the limelight has been taken away by Mr. Lan. What's more, compared with disciples, the genius doctor is probably more attention-grabbing..."