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He hugged him horizontally, then walked away, Wu Jiao was startled and struggled, while Qi Hou said coldly: "Be honest."

Wu Jiu's mind was a little unclear. After listening to Qi Hou's words, he actually became honest. He was taken away by Qi Hou. Qi Hou took off his robe and put it on Wu Jiu's body. into his bedroom.

Although there were many palace people in Qihou's bedroom, no one dared to ask more questions.

After entering, Qihou immediately said: "Everyone go out."

The eunuch and maid immediately agreed, and they all retreated quickly, closing the door of the sleeping hall, and then Marquis Qi put Wu Jiao on the couch.

Wu Jiu's face turned red, probably more colorful than the crimson purple clothes, his head was sweating profusely, the broken hair on his forehead was softly attached to his forehead, his eyes were red, and his eyes were also red, straight red. scary.

Qihou put him down, stood beside him and looked down at him, his eyes were cold and without waves, but under the calmness, there seemed to be turbulent waves hidden, and there was a kind of plundering barbarism.

Qi Hou didn't speak, just stared at him with a pair of tiger eyes, Wu Jiu really couldn't bear that terrifying look, as if he was about to be eaten alive, he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't look at me."