Wei Wuxian was so shocked that the flute he had been twirling in between his fingers almost fell down to the ground. It had been so unexpected in fact that he had forgotten to breathe.
Had he heard correctly what Jin Ling had just called him?
"Uncle? Did you really just..." Lan Jingyi was more verbal about his shock.
"Of course not!" Jin Ling vehemently denied without letting his friend finish.
But the truth was clear to everyone. Jin Ling's blushing cheeks could not have been missed. He had indeed just called Wei Wuxian 'Uncle'.
Wei Wuxian was fighting tears.
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The Untamed - book of drabbles
FanfictionA collection of drabbles/ficlets from the world of The Untamed and Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation on various themes. Lately, I wanted to try improving my writing so I picked up several drabble and ficlets challenges. This is my first attempt at...
