Chapter 644 - Something Burning

The Xiong Mansion was less crowded with fewer servants than before the treaty was dissolved. 

After the Zhou family broke the treaty with the Xiong family, the majority of the Zhou butlers and maids serving in the Xiong's main mansion pledged their loyalty and stayed behind. However, there were still at least ten people who left and pursued their dreams and passion, mainly the younger ones.

Even with the empty positions in the mansion, the Xiong family did not hire outsiders and just distributed the work with the remaining Zhou butlers and maids. They raised the pay and the benefits. The workers could not get any of these advantages in other houses. They stayed and remained loyal to the Xiong Main family, but they now also had scheduled time-offs and paid leaves.

Linfeng arrived at the East Wing and was greeted with an appetizing aroma in the reception area. He asked the servants around where his Young Miss was. 

They all pointed towards the kitchen.

Xiong Zhi was in the kitchen? 

Linfeng's brows rose in dumbfoundedness. 

Why would his Zhi'er step foot inside the kitchen with many servants around? 

Then his dark eyes lightened up.

Was it...for him?

His steps quickened. He entered the private kitchen and was greeted by a lovely sight.

An elegant woman was wearing a comfortably light dress that reached to her knees, with an apron tied to her waist. Her hair was tied up in a low bun, showing her white swan-like neck. She was currently helping the chef to cook the last dish. 

Actually, all Xiong Zhi was doing was to pass the seasonings to the chef, while the chef told her many times that there was no need for their precious Young Miss to stay in the kitchen.

Even though the chef felt burdened with the young heiress' presence in the kitchen, he had no choice but to abide with the young miss' stubbornness. Thus, the chef could only give light work for the young miss.

When the chef turned around to convince the Young Miss to step out for the Nth time, he saw Linfeng. 

Linfeng put a finger on his lips and hushed the chef. Since Xiong Zhi's back was on him and was looking inside the pot, she did not see him.

Linfeng gestured for the chef to go out from the back door. 

Why would he leave when he was still cooking? There was still the last dish. Even though it was almost done, he still needed to finish his job entirely.

Xiong Zhi looked at the chef. "Can I try the taste?"

"Ah, yes please, Young Miss."

Xiong Zhi picked up a wooden spatula and tasted the dish. 

Linfeng gestured to the chef again and mouthed: 'Leave it to me. Just go to the back door and leave.'

The chef had no choice but to follow Linfeng, the second person who had the highest authority in the East Wing.

It was not a secret in the East Wing of the mansion about these two's ambiguous relationship, but they all just kept mum.

Xiong Zhi felt that they added the perfect blend and amount of seasonings and spices. Although she was not proficient in cooking, her taste was absolutely impeccable. 

Without turning back, she said, "I think it's good. Linfeng prefers this taste which is not too strong." 

"Ah-!" Xiong Zhi let out a surprised gasp, but when she smelled the soothing and clean fragrance behind her and felt the familiar hard c.h.e.s.t, she knew immediately who it was. 

Her phoenix eyes brightened.

"Linfe--!"

The strong hand on her waist rose to her chin, tilted her face up, and a warm and moist softness pressed on her half-opened lips. 

Xiong Zhi saw that it was really Linfeng. She turned around, sn.a.k.e.d her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and responded to his kiss.

Lips and tongues softly intertwined, feeding the hunger which both man and woman felt after a long absence.

The large warm hand settled on the small dip at the back of the woman's waist and slowly rubbed in circles. The other hand supported the back of Xiong Zhi's nape as Linfeng pressed his lips deeper against hers, domineeringly ravaging the warm insides of her mouth.

After entangling their tongues and breaths, Linfeng finally let go. 

He put his forehead on hers as they both panted. He forcefully pushed down the restlessness threatening to rise in his groin.

"How come you are so defenseless? Where are the basic martial arts that Tang Xinyang taught you?" He murmured as he pressed small little kisses on her ruddy lips.

Xiong Zhi's eyes were drunk as she touched Linfeng's cheeks lovingly. "Why would I resist your kiss? I don't need to keep up my defense with the person I am willing to give my life to."

Linfeng's heart melted. He c.a.r.e.s.sed Xiong Zhi's cheeks that were red due to heat in the pot, or perhaps due to their kiss. 

Xiong Zhi thought about what she just said and corrected it. "Rather, why would I keep my defense up with the man I want to bed?"

Linfeng: "..." 

The arousal he just pressed down reared its head again.

He angrily kissed that bold mouth. "You are really fearless, huh." 

He then put the woman on the counter and grounded his hard lower body against hers.

Xiong Zhi m.o.a.n.e.d.

Another searing kiss ensued as they rubbed against each other, their lips and tongues entangling tirelessly.

Xiong Zhi's arms that was around Linfeng's neck slid down to the man's shoulders. As Linfeng pressed his hardness between her legs, Xiong Zhi's knees almost give up. She could feel the wetness down below. It was anticipating the man's heat. 

Linfeng hurriedly supported her by holding her in the waist. The gap between them was no more as they grinded each other with l.u.s.t and d.e.s.i.r.e. 

The heat and passion rose dangerously in the kitchen.

Then they smelled something burning.

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