The fast-traveling boss conspired against me

[System: - drop.Code-named 001 host, please note that the latest mission has been released. ]

[System: Please play the role perfectly and successfully capture the five target characters.Note: The task must not fail or OOC, and the task data will be archived for other hosts to observe and learn. ]

[System: Please host the code-named 001 to accept the task. ]

White as warm and lustrous as jade, lightly touched by slender and bony fingers, the neatly manicured nails are slightly pink, the wrist is slender and porcelain white, the wrist bone is raised, and a simple black belt is loosely tied.

Extreme white, extreme black.

Chao Song yawned and stretched his body.A white and thin waist was exposed, and the mermaid line stretched under the empty shirt, hidden in the loose pajama pants.

"Another mission? It just happened to be active." The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her black and thick eyelashes curled up in an arc, covering her black and white eyes.

[System: The mission is about to start, I wish the mission of the code-named 001 host a success, and look forward to your return. ]

In the Song Dynasty, the organization code was 001.

He has won the title of perfect host for three consecutive years, and has a comprehensive mission score of SSS+. It can be said that as long as he accepts missions, he has never failed.

There was a burst of white light, and Chao Song was already used to the dizziness when teleporting. He opened his eyes again, and saw a festive bright red, the sound of firecrackers in his ears, the sound of gongs and drums, and the noise of the crowd.

The sight in front of him was blocked, and he could feel himself in a somewhat bumpy space, and Chao Song knew it was a sedan chair.The red gauze curtain was embroidered with golden silk patterns, and the breeze blew by, bringing the smell of gunpowder smoke. People set off.

A hand stretched out in front of him, and Chao Song covered his own hand. The touch was a little rough, but it was generous and powerful, and the palms were covered with calluses from years of martial arts practice.

Through the red gauze hijab, Chao Song vaguely saw a handsome and handsome man.Star eyebrows and sharp eyes, clear outline, thin lips slightly hooked into a handsome smile, and the bright red wedding dress set off his high spirits.

This is an ancient plane, and he became a married woman right after he arrived... no, a married man.

Chao Song thought of it.

Ji Yunji's great general, Shili Hongzhuang, is powerful and powerful. Mingmei is marrying a lowly actor, and he loves everything.

All of a sudden, the conversations in the streets and alleys after dinner were all taken over by that grand and absurd wedding. They all talked about General Ji, how sad the hero is, or how beautiful the actor is. , better than a fairy.

As one of the parties involved, Chao Song only knew that it was good for an actor to be beautiful, and it was not an exaggeration to be better than a fairy. It was General Ji's doting in every possible way...it really gave him a big surprise.

Sitting on the wedding bed after worshiping, until it was completely dark and the hustle and bustle subsided, the door of the new house was pushed open.

All the servants in the room were kicked out, footsteps gradually approached, and a pair of exquisitely embroidered black boots and the hem of the wedding dress appeared in Chao Song's eyes.

There was silence.

The man stood in front of him for a full half a moment, unable to resist or move, and continued to sit upright towards Song. The waist of Da Hongxi's suit was slender, and it seemed that it was not enough to hold it, and the black hair hung down softly. Waist length.

He was dressed as a woman, and the tassels on his shoulders swayed slightly, reflecting the light of the red candle.

Suddenly, the red gauze hijab was yanked off by someone in a rude manner.Chao Song was pushed down on the bed, and the luxurious gold and silver carved ornaments on his head dangled and jingled together.

Crisp and sweet.

He ran into a pair of cold and violent eyes, with a trace of disgust mixed with indifference, completely different from the vigorous man riding on a tall horse during the day.

With his throat tightly strangled, Zhao Song looked directly at the man.The man's gestures revealed a powerful aura, and there was a murderous aura on his body, which was a faint smell of blood.

"If you're smart enough, just obediently do what you're supposed to do."

After Ji Yun finished threatening, he let go of Chao Song, disgusted and didn't want to take another look at him, as if he was something filthy.

Even the side face of the man reveals an indifferent and chilling aura, surrounded by festive bright red, it is obviously the wedding night, but his posture is inhumane resistance.

"Remember your own identity."

After finishing speaking, Yi Jue took the wind and slammed the door and left.