Looking up, Gu Qianmeng took another look at Qicheng. Suddenly he found it inconvenient to talk on the phone at the dining table.

"I... I want to go to the toilet.

Gu Qianmeng pushed aside his chair and stood up without seeing Qicheng's dark eyes.

She was not afraid to add, "There should be a lot of dishes left unavailable, right? You can eat by yourself first, don't wait for me... I'm a troublesome person. I don't think I'll be back until a while later! __________ I have severe constipation!"

Actually, considering thousands of dreams, she didn't want to do anything. She just wanted to go to the toilet to...