CHAPTER 1220: CHAPTER 1218: THE STORY OF THE SCARS

Lin Shiyan: "..."

Lin Shiyan was a bit speechless, this guy was still the same as before, his focus never aligned with anyone else’s.

At this moment, shouldn’t he be explaining the past?

However, Lin Shiyan still climbed up from Wang Dadong’s embrace.

She brushed aside her bangs, ready to make a move, but found Wang Dadong staring directly at her. She said bashfully, "Close your eyes."

"Wife, can’t I just keep my eyes open?" Wang Dadong put on a somewhat cute expression.

"No, you can’t!"

Wang Dadong obediently closed his eyes. If his wife got angry, what if she didn’t take it off?

After some rustling sounds, Lin Shiyan’s slightly shy voice rang out: "Okay."

When Wang Dadong opened his eyes again, he found that the little black piece of clothing on Lin Shiyan had been placed on the pillow beside her.

His gaze involuntarily shifted to a certain spot, and he promptly swallowed hard.

Lin Shiyan’s charming face turned a deep red, and she quickly snuggled back into Wang Dadong’s arms.

"Wife, you’re really beautiful. These legs, this waist, these bunnies, I could play for a year." Wang Dadong felt a surge of excitement.

Lin Shiyan, suppressing the electrifying sensation brought on by Wang Dadong’s actions, teased, "You mean you’ll get tired after a year?"

"Uh... of course not, I’d never get tired, even after a hundred years," Wang Dadong quickly replied.

Lin Shiyan sighed, "Husband, will you really always love me?"

"Of course!"

"But in twenty or thirty years, my figure won’t be as good, my waist won’t be slim, my chest won’t be perky, and I’ll have wrinkles. Will you still love me then?"

"Silly, when you grow old, I’ll be old too. But don’t worry, with your husband around, I’ll make sure you’re just as firm twenty or thirty years from now as you are now," Wang Dadong said.

"You’re boasting. In twenty years, I’ll be forty-eight, and by then everything will sag," Lin Shiyan expressed some disbelief.

"Really, don’t doubt it. I’ve seen women in their forties with firmer figures than you," Wang Dadong said casually.

Wang Dadong naturally was talking about the Piano Emperor.

The Piano Emperor was twenty years older than Wang Dadong.

"Husband, you’re shameless, looking at some middle-aged woman’s chest," Lin Shiyan looked at him with disdain.

"Uh..." Wang Dadong felt a bit desolate.

"Actually, looking at a middle-aged woman’s chest isn’t shameless."

"Then what is shameless?"

"Of course, looking at an old grandma’s chest is shameless."

"Ah! Have you seen an old grandma’s chest?" Lin Shiyan exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise.

Wang Dadong didn’t say anything. Not only had he seen it, but he also touched it.

Of course, the person wasn’t really a grandma.

Because martial artists live much longer than ordinary people, most martial artists can live to over a hundred. For ordinary people, sixty is considered old age, but for powerful martial artists, sixty is just middle age.

Take Granny Yangjin, for example. Although she’s eighty-eight, because she has a jiazi of inner strength cultivation and maintains her looks well, her physical condition is like that of a woman in her thirties. Even, due to her years of cultivation, her body has more vitality than a thirty-year-old woman’s.

In fact, to Wang Dadong, Granny Yangjin isn’t really old. The truly old one is the old witch Huahua.

Clearly one or two hundred years old, yet she looks like a child.

So, the oldest chest Wang Dadong has touched is actually over a hundred years old.

"Husband, can you tell me how it happened?" Lin Shiyan’s fingers gently traced the long scar on Wang Dadong’s shoulder as she softly asked.

This scar wasn’t even a serious one on Wang Dadong’s body.

Hearing this, Wang Dadong was momentarily dazed, silent for a long while before he spoke: "This scar was actually from my childhood. It happened when I was fighting for food with a stray dog, and the dog tore a piece of meat off me... but later, we became friends."

After hearing Wang Dadong’s words, Lin Shiyan was completely stunned.

Even though her family wasn’t affluent during her childhood, it was still well-off, and she had never imagined that someone would fight a stray dog for food, or become friends with one.

What kind of childhood did he have?

No wonder he never mentioned his parents. He must be an orphan.

Lin Shiyan couldn’t even imagine how Wang Dadong survived in such adversity.

"Unfortunately, later Qi Gong was beaten to death, and even got stewed..." Wang Dadong seemed to fall into memories, his expression a bit sorrowful.

Qi Gong was the name he gave that stray dog, which accompanied him for three years.

On the day Qi Gong was beaten to death, Wang Dadong just watched, because back then he was timid, scared, facing those fierce people, he didn’t even dare to intervene.

Even if he had intervened, it wouldn’t have changed anything.

He could never forget the look Qi Gong gave him as it took its last breath.

It wasn’t resentment, but reluctance...

"Husband, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have made you talk about these sad things..." Lin Shiyan was extremely heartbroken.

No wonder Wang Dadong values feelings much more than money.

"It’s alright, it’s been so many years. Those who killed Qi Gong, I made them pay the price." Wang Dadong suppressed the sadness in his eyes.

He didn’t kill those people, he just locked them up with a few hungry wolf dogs for a day.

"Then what about this one?" Lin Shiyan’s fingers moved to the penetrating scar on his chest.

"This was from a mission where I got shot by a sniper rifle. During that time, a small town at the border was attacked, and we were sent to support. We fought for three days and nights, all of our people were killed, and I was surrounded by more than two hundred people..."

Listening to this, Lin Shiyan’s heart tightened for no reason. One person against more than two hundred armed bandits, could he have survived?

Actually, Lin Shiyan was overthinking. If he hadn’t survived, could Wang Dadong be holding her now, playing with her little bunny?

At that time, Wang Dadong wasn’t even a member of the Divine Shield, just a rookie soldier. But as a rookie soldier, he alone, with one gun, held a city!

When he returned, scarred all over, the entire military sphere was in an uproar.

One man, one gun, facing more than two hundred armed bandits, it was impressive enough that he survived, but he actually held the city and left over two hundred armed bandits behind.

Needless to say, this was a legend!

Without that battle, Wang Dadong might not have been able to join China Divine Shield.

It was at this moment that Lin Shiyan realized what an extraordinary man her husband truly was.

"This one was left over from when I was in Europe..."

"This one is..."