Li Guanfeng was flustered and his voice was trembling. One could imagine how terrified he was. His heart seemed to have stopped beating until he heard a small voice calling out to him. "Brother Li."
Only then did Li Guanfeng slowly come back to his senses. He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms in disbelief. The shadow that he had been looking at for ten years had turned into a corporeal body at this moment.
Li Guanfeng choked and hugged Xiaowu tightly. He was muttering madly. "Xiaowu, Xiaowu."
Tears welled up in his eyes as he greedily breathed in the scent of the girl in his arms. Though he couldn't smell anything, to him, it was the best scent in this world.
Xiaowu was also overjoyed. She reached out and touched Li Guanfeng's face, the stubble on his chin, and pulled his hair. "I can touch Brother Li! I can touch Brother Li!"
Li Guanfeng was wild with joy as he stroked her face continuously.