The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Step gently guarded outside the bathroom. She was worried to see that the young grandmother had not come out for more than half an hour.

"Young grandma, haven't you finished yet?"

"Er... No good."

"Are you okay? If you feel bad, you'd better go to the hospital. "

"Don't go to the hospital!"

In disguise, Wendy doesn't want an injection.

There was no way out. I had an impulse to kick the door, but I was afraid to scare her young grandmother, so I had to be patient and continue to persuade.

"Young grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"Gululu..." the girl made a sound imitating her stomach. It was sweet and waxy. It sounded very comfortable.

Bu gently and reluctantly immersed himself in the voice of her young grandmother selling Meng. He was stunned for a moment before he reacted and said anxiously, "young grandmother, do you have diarrhea?"

Wendy touched her round belly, and her watery eyes were covered with a layer of light sadness.

What should I do? Her stomach is always growling, but she can't pull anything out after sitting so long.

There was no response in the bathroom. The steps were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. "Young grandma, please answer quickly. I'm dying of anxiety."

Wendy whispered, "Gollum..."

Gollum, Gollum, what???

Bu was so sad that she had to call her young master for help.

"Young master, young grandma has locked herself in the bathroom for nearly 40 minutes. She has been shouting gululu. I don't know what happened. She can't answer when asked."

Joe's group.

Qiao Chengxun's deep eyes coagulated slightly and said in a deep voice: "in the future, replace all the doors of the bathroom with non lockable doors. I'll go back now."

Then he hung up.

There was a dead silence in the conference room, and none of the twelve executives at the meeting dared to breathe loudly, because Qiao yanwang's face was wrong again.

Qiao Chengxun picked up his mobile phone, turned and walked out of the conference room, leaving a group of melon eaters who didn't know the truth looking at each other.

In the past, Qiao Shao left in the middle of every meeting almost all related to his wife. Should it be the same this time?

Half an hour later, Qiao Chengxun returned to Qiao Haoyuan and went straight to the bathroom on the first floor.

Bu gently saw the life-saving Bodhisattva and was moved to tears. "Young master, you're finally back. Grandma has been inside for an hour and 15 minutes and hasn't come out yet."

Qiao Chengxun felt as if he had been stabbed by something. He went to the door and knocked.

"Ti, what are you doing in there?"

"Gollum..." the girl was still the answer to this sweet glutinous.

Bu gently said with a sad face, "young master, young grandma has been talking about Gulu. Maybe she has diarrhea."

Diarrhea for 75 minutes?

Qiao Chengxun tightened his eyebrows, and Bing Mou stared at xiaonizi, "find tools and pry the door open."

"Yes!" Step gently and immediately run to find the toolbox.

This kind of hard work was done by little girls in the army before, and the door of the bathroom was quickly pried open.

When the door opened, Qiao Chengxun and bu Qingqing, the master and servant, couldn't cry or laugh.

Wendy was sitting on the toilet with her pants off, her little hand covering her stomach, her face sad, like a little complaining woman.

There's no smell in the bathroom. It can be seen that she doesn't have diarrhea.

When Qiao Chengxun came back, he immediately sent out a request for help, "Chengxun Chengxun, his stomach is rumbling, always rumbling."

Qiao Chengxun walked to the girl's side and looked at her face closely. There was no abnormality, but the melancholy under the girl's eyes broke his heart.

"Ti'er, do you want to say that your stomach keeps growling?"

Wendy nodded.