Rogue One: An Untamed Story

Chap 22: WuXian's Ducklings

Liu Yang's Pov:

Liu Yang would have hit herself for giggling. She was a grown woman, she does not giggle. She'd lost the ability to produce that awful sound when she was eleven.

But the Lan Juniors were so gosh darn--

"Cute!" She squealed, and reached her hands out to pinch Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi's cheeks, much to the two boys' embarassment.

But out of respect (and simply not knowing how to react. They've only known one man to be so shameless to a Lan.), the boys just let her fawn over them.

"Aw, you both resemble little, adorable bunnies! Look how inexperienced you are, you don't have a single line on your face." Liu Yang heart would have burst at how young they were.

"Hey! Who are you calling inexperienced?" JingYi protested and finally swatted her hands away from ruffling his hair.

Senior Wei had already messed up his hair that morning, that he had meticulously brushed; and he was adamant to not have his hair messed up again (and risk having to copy the sect rules yet again).

"We've lead younger disciples on multiple night hunts before!" JingYi said, "And, not only have we've even been on hunts with Senior Wei and HanGuangJun, but even with Sandu Shengshou: Sect Leader Jiang!"

JingYi frowned when Liu Yang was still grinning like an idiot, completely indifferent to the names of the great cultivators he listed.

'Has this woman been living under a rock? Usually someone would applaud us for having hunted alongside those like HanGuang Jun and Sandu Shengshou.'

Liu Yang's eyes suddenly drift behind he and SiZhui, and her grin grew impossibly wider. This made both of the boys wonder if she could possibly be a distant relative of their Senior Wei.

She squealed and dashed past them. "Yes! There's more!"

SiZhui and JingYi turn around to see Liu Yang now fawning over Jin Ling and ZiZhen. This earned more swats and even more blushing and squawks of protest.

JingYi burst out laughing at ZiZhen and JinLing's unfortunate situation (although ZiZhen is more welcoming of the affection).

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Mistress Jin, your face looks like a cherry!" JingYi teased. SiZhui stiffled a giggle.

Jin Ling would have threatened the Lan with his sword, if his attention wasn't focused on the strange woman all up in his personal space.

The Jin sect heir would have never thought that his uncle, the shameless one, would be his saviour.

"Hey! Stop stealing my ducklings!" WuXian frowned at Liu Yang, but there was no heat to it. Liu Yang chuckled.

"Senior Wei!" "Uncle Wei!" "Diē!" The four juniors all greet him in unison.

The juniors all jump in fright when WuXian spread his arms and charged towards them.

Liu Yang could only watch in amusement as WuXian crushed each junior in a bear-hug, and then peppering their foreheads with kisses.

JingYi groaned, SiZhui already resigned to his new life and ZiZhen openly liking the attention.

Jin Ling was the last to be hugged. He tried to escape but his Uncle Wei wouldn't be one of the greatest Cultivators of his generation if he was slow.

"Uncle Wei, you hugged me already." His embarrassed blush reached to his cheeks.

WuXian grinned and hugged his nephew anyway, "Doesn't mean I can't do it again." He kissed Jin Ling's forehead with a loud mwa and finally let go.

Disgusted, Jin Ling wipes off the slober from his forehead with his sleeve, then reminds himself to burn his current set of robes once he returns to Koi Tower.
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