After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

Chu Mingzhong parked the car in front of the store where Lin Wanqing bought coffee yesterday.

"Just stay seated and don't get out." Chu Mingzhong unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Lin Wanqing saw Chu Mingzhong running into the coffee shop in the same running posture as before.

There weren't many people queuing at this time, just like yesterday, there were only three or four people.

Lin Wanqing sat in the car, looking at Chu Mingzhong quietly and boldly.

His back is very nice.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist.

He is now wearing casual clothes.

Lin Wanqing imagined Chu Mingzhong in military uniform.

Although she had seen Chu Mingzhong wearing a military uniform in Chu Mingzhong’s WeChat Moments.

But she also wanted to see Chu Mingzhong in military uniform in real life.

She just stared at Chu Mingzhong's back.

Suddenly, Chu Mingzhong, who was standing in the queue, turned around and looked at her.

Lin Wanqing's back stiffened, and she felt like she was being captured alive by Chu Mingzhong.

Her eyes had nowhere to go.

Chu Mingzhong smiled at her.

Chu Mingzhong turned his head away again.

Lin Wanqing was flustered.

She raised her hand and pressed it to her heart.

She could feel the rhythm of her own heartbeat.

Soon, Chu Mingzhong came over with two cups of coffee.

Lin Wanqing rolled down the car window.

Chu Mingzhong handed Lin Wanqing a cup through the car window.

He said, "Latte, room temperature, 70% sugar."

It was her preference, and Lin Wanqing's heart trembled again.

She caught the coffee.

She said: "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" Chu Mingzhong took another cup and walked around the car and got into the driver's seat.

Chu Mingzhong got on the bus, put down his coffee, and said to Lin Wanqing while fastening his seat belt, "Drink it."

"Yeah." Lin Wanqing nodded and inserted the straw into the lid of the coffee cup.

Chu Mingzhong had already started the car and merged into the traffic flow.

Lin Wanqing took a sip of coffee, and when she lowered her eyes, she saw that the cup of coffee Chu Mingzhong put down was not the Americano he ordered yesterday.

But it was a latte, just like hers.

Lin Wanqing took another sip of coffee, her mouth filled with the sweetness and aroma of coffee, but no bitterness.

Chu Mingzhong held the steering wheel with one hand and picked up the straw with the other.

He was about to tear open the paper wrapping the straw when suddenly an electric bike crossed over.

Chu Mingzhong was so scared that he immediately stepped on the brakes.

Lin Wanqing was also shocked.

The electric bike just rode away like that.

"This guy is incredible! He's throwing his life away!" Chu Mingzhong said angrily and continued to start the car.

Lin Wanqing turned around and saw Chu Mingzhong looking angry.

But Chu Mingzhong did not use more unpleasant words to curse the man riding the electric bike.

Lin Wanqing thought to herself: Chu Mingzhong has really good qualities.

Chu Mingzhong no longer dared to drive with one hand.

He put the straw down.

Lin Wanqing stared at the straw that Chu Mingzhong put down.

She bit her lip.

She finally picked up the straw, tore off the wrapping paper, and inserted it into Chu Mingzhong's cup of coffee.

Chu Mingzhong looked at her and said, "I'll drink it later."

Lin Wanqing had already handed the coffee to Chu Mingzhong.

A beautiful curve appeared at the corner of Chu Mingzhong's mouth.

He opened his mouth, put the straw in his mouth and took a sip.

He turned and glanced at Lin Wanqing.

He said, “It’s sweet.”

“……”Lin Wanqing’s back stiffened again.

She felt her face suddenly getting hot.

She almost subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face.

She held back.

Chu Mingzhong smiled and said, "I'm talking about coffee."

"..." Lin Wanqing's natural expression, which she could have pretended to have, suddenly froze after hearing what Chu Mingzhong said.

She felt her face getting even hotter.

Chu Mingzhong's voice came again, "I rarely drink latte, especially the one with 70% sugar."

Lin Wanqing moved the corners of her mouth several times but couldn't find the right words to say.

She could only make a soft, mosquito-like "hmm" sound.