President Mo's sugar is super sweet

Chapter 390 The Desire of My Heart

In the end, the taxi driver was almost in a daze, not knowing where it was going.

Fortunately, the iconic buildings in the most prosperous streets in Beijing are easier to recognize.

He saw it right away.

"Miss, the city center is here."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he sent the passengers safely to the city center.

Otherwise, if something happened to him in the wilderness, he would feel uneasy for the rest of his life.

Nan Shengmiao gave the driver a few tickets and got out of the car.

The driver insisted, and she insisted on giving it.

In the end he had to accept it, and he was even more grateful.

……

After Qiao Sisi and Nan Shengmiao got out of the car, they pulled the suitcase, stood on the side of the road and called Qiao's house for the driver to pick them up.

When I left in the morning, the driver was not at home, so Qiao Sisi had no choice but to take a taxi to the airport.

After contacting Qiao's family, the two of them stood by the road and waited.

However, Nan Shengmiao found out, why is this most prosperous street in the capital so deserted today?

Just thinking of this, I only heard a bang.

Something exploded on the head.

Nan Shengmiao was so frightened that she pulled Qiao Sisi to hide quickly, not daring to look up.

It wasn't until she felt rose petals falling from the sky that she realized what it was.

I saw countless red rose petals falling from the sky, falling on the ground, on the luxury car, and on her body.

"Lying grass, what's going on?!" Qiao Sisi was dumbfounded.

I saw people suddenly coming out from all directions on the originally deserted street, each with a bouquet of roses in their hands.

Men and women, old and young.

This battle, really... can't find an adjective!

So at the same time.

All the large advertising screens on the street began to broadcast live, and the camera was Nan Shengmiao.

There are drones flying in the sky, 360-degree high-definition shooting.

Banners fell from the tall buildings, and on them were the seventeen love letters that Nan Shengmiao had received.

What they can see is these, and what they can't see is that every subway station and bus stop sign in the whole capital, as long as there are monitors, are live broadcasting simultaneously.

Every place where posters can be hung has a photo of Nan Shengmiao, but it is not the same one.

The same thing is that there is a sentence on it: Nan Shengmiao, what my heart wants.

However, just seeing what was in front of her eyes, Qiao Sisi was already lying down non-stop.

Shocked speechless.

Only lying on grass can express her inner feelings.

And beside her, Nan Shengmiao was already stunned because she saw Pikachu.

The Pikachu she was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.

In an instant, something seemed to flash by.

Except for Mo Jinli, there is probably no one else in the capital who can cause such a big battle.

Pikachu...is that him?

While she was thinking, Pikachu walked up to him and knelt down on one knee.

He put the rose in his hand on the ground.

Gently took off Pikachu's helmet, revealing the face that Nan Shengmiao was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.

For a moment, Nan Shengmiao couldn't tell what it was like, it seemed unexpected and expected.

But it was undeniable that she had a hint of surprise in her heart.

"Jiu'er, I once heard you say that you like seventeen roses, because its meaning is to wish you happiness, because you hope that you can be happy, and your loved one can be happy too."

"Seventeen roses on your journey, seventeen short love letters, I want to tell you that no matter where you go, even if it is the ends of the earth, I will follow in your footsteps."

(End of this chapter)