Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 175 Uncontrolled

Zhang Lianmei saw Lin Kuang off from Eagle Company. She only left after watching him get into his car.

Driving away, Lin Kuang hurried toward Liu Shilin’s home.

A few dozen minutes later, Lin Kuang returned to the manor. The heavily damaged Mercedes was gone from the driveway, and both Liu Shilin and the Witch were out.

"Where did Shilin and the Witch go?" Lin Kuang asked one of the two bodyguards, his curiosity piqued.

"The young miss and the second young miss seem to have gone car shopping. They drove the damaged one away," the bodyguard replied respectfully.

Lin Kuang nodded. "Oh, I see."

With that, he went back to his room and placed the JS sniper rifle under his bed. He couldn’t help but check the time. It was already past eleven in the morning, nearly noon, and he was starting to feel hungry.

After a moment’s thought, he left the house and headed for the Yang family’s place, hoping to mooch a meal. He casually strolled to the Yang villa, pushed open the main door, and walked inside. The living room was empty, but sounds were coming from the kitchen. Lin Kuang thought for a second before striding toward the noise.

Inside, Yang Ruotong was wearing light blue loungewear with an apron tied around her waist. She was so focused on stir-frying that she didn’t notice Lin Kuang standing in the doorway. He quietly observed her. She was bent slightly forward, her exquisite curves on full display, stirring a primal urge within him. The memory of their kiss on the stairwell landing the day before made a wave of heat rise in his chest.

"Ruotong," Lin Kuang called out with a grin.

Yang Ruotong, absorbed in her cooking, hadn’t expected him to show up. His voice made her jump. Her hand trembled, and the frying pan in it wobbled, about to fall. Startled, she slipped and began to lose her balance.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang was startled as well. He lunged forward, grabbing the pan firmly with one hand while his other arm instinctively wrapped around her slender waist. Yang Ruotong stared, her mind still reeling from the sudden turn of events. Feeling Lin Kuang’s steady hold, she finally let out a breath of relief.

"Are you okay, Ruotong?" he asked.

"I-I’m fine," she stammered, her charming face flushing. "When did you get here?"

"Ah, I wasn’t busy, so I came over. Besides, I haven’t eaten yet. I was hoping to mooch some of your amazing cooking," Lin Kuang said with a smile, his deep eyes gazing at the beauty in his arms.

Under his intense stare, Yang Ruotong’s pretty face turned an even deeper shade of red, and an indescribable feeling fluttered in her heart. "Oh, I see. I was just cooking. It’ll be ready soon," she said shyly.

"Hmm, it’s alright. I’m not in a hurry," he said, still holding her. "Where are Ruoxi and Xinxin?"

"It’s Saturday, so Ruoxi took Xinxin out to play. I’m not sure when they’ll be back," Yang Ruotong explained.

"That explains why I didn’t see them when I came in," Lin Kuang said with a smile.

"Um, can you... can you let me go first? I-I still have to cook," Yang Ruotong said, her face beet-red.

Lin Kuang paused, a hint of embarrassment on his face. "Ahem, right. Holding you feels so good I forgot to let go," he said shamelessly.

His words made Yang Ruotong blush furiously. She rolled her eyes at him coquettishly, and the seductive charm in that glance sent a thrill through Lin Kuang.

I’ve already kissed her once. What’s one more time?

With that thought, Lin Kuang set the pan aside. He tightened his arms around the beauty in his embrace, lowered his head, and kissed her red lips fiercely.

Yang Ruotong never expected him to be so bold. A tremor ran through her body, and her mind went blank. The two of them kissed deeply. His lips were domineering, completely claiming hers. Soon, she found herself melting into the wonderful kiss, her small hands gently hugging his back, responding to his every move.

Gradually, their bodies grew hotter. Lin Kuang’s hands began to roam over her delicate form, wandering up and down. To his surprise, he discovered she wasn’t wearing a bra, and his hands easily cupped her ample breasts. The soft, supple feeling sent waves of pleasure through his palms. It was sublime.

Yang Ruotong panted, her body going completely limp in his arms. She looked at him with eyes hazy with desire, her expression a mixture of longing and fear. Seeing that look, Lin Kuang’s heart pounded, and the passion inside him surged to its peak.

He reached behind her and switched off the induction cooker and the range hood. The next moment, he scooped her up into his arms, one hand supporting her back and the other under her legs.

Yang Ruotong’s face was crimson. Her slender arms draped around his neck as she buried her flushed face, saying nothing. But her heart pounded wildly, and her full, half-exposed breasts rose and fell with her ragged breaths.

Lin Kuang remained silent, carrying her straight toward the stairs. Having been to her room once before, he knew exactly which one was hers. He carried her to the bedroom door, opened it, and stepped inside with her. He then closed the door and locked it from the inside.

Yang Ruotong knew what was about to happen. Honestly, she was a little scared but also deeply expectant. Her body seemed desperate, and the conflicting feelings of anticipation and fear thrilled her. She had deep feelings for Lin Kuang. Her most vivid memory was of the day Ye Tiannan had come, when Lin Kuang had pulled her into his arms and declared, "This is my woman." In that moment, she had truly felt like she was his.

Lin Kuang’s dominance, his arrogance, and the powerful masculine aura he exuded were all irresistibly attractive to her. She had often thought about being with him, but since he liked Yang Ruoxi, she had never dared to show her true feelings.

But today, she couldn’t control herself any longer. She just wanted to indulge herself this one time. Consequences no longer mattered. All she wanted was to satisfy her own desires, and to satisfy the man holding her now.