Looking at broad back, the man before her eyes stood out as a great example epitomising what made a man. But when she saw his face, she only felt like slapping herself on the forehead to say with a long sigh: Come on! This is obviously the face of an aged uncle already in his thirties!
The sharp featured, stalwart and hard face was half covered in his beard and his face shape could hardly be made out just as was his countenance. Although the pair of eyes were endlessly deep and mysterious, but whichever way you chose to look at it, he was an uncle in his thirties, and he couldn't quite fit into the profile of being anything like her young nubile body's brother in law.
But, she had no other choice in the matter before her and she was not going to let go of the leg she was latched on to, so she continued to cry out: "Brother in law! Boo hoo….. I finally found you….. Oh brother in law….."
