Doo-doo-doo, plop~~~, plop-spit~~~~, splash-splash-splash, thump-thump-thump·········

"Ah, that feels fucking good~~~~"

Jiang Pei squinted, her forehead covered in sweat, her happiness overflowing, as if she had just given birth to a big, healthy baby boy.

She had never experienced the blissful feeling of sweating profusely while relieving herself, as if she had eaten honey.

Because she had undone her pants pockets, Jiang Pei was afraid that the smell would spread and her comrades would find out.

He could only take advantage of the fact that no one was outside, pull down his pants, throw his underwear into the trash can, and hurriedly run out.

But as soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, that terrifying feeling of a floodgate bursting open surged up again.

Jiang Pei frowned and hurriedly ran inside again, causing another series of clanging noises.

Pfft~~~~~~~~~~~~ Splash... Pfft... Dududududu... Bongbongbong.

"What on earth is going on? I'm so exhausted from all this diarrhea!"

The moment Jiang Pei pulled up her pants, she felt dizzy and almost fell headfirst to the floor.

She paused for a moment, and the cold sweat covering her forehead brought her back to her senses.

I leaned against the wall and slowly made my way back to the dressing room. It took me a while to sit in front of the makeup mirror before I was completely okay.

She picked up the cup of black tea and drank it all in one gulp; her mouth had been extremely dry for so long.

Even though the black tea had gone cold, it was still thirst-quenching!

"Jiang Pei, what are you doing? I'm looking for you. The show is about to start, hurry up and change into your dance outfit and come backstage."

His comrade pushed open the door and urged him on.

"You go ahead, I'll be right there."