Wheeling Gull Isle almost like a clear blue breeze

When Ying explained Ruò had found it, that tied up the last of her doubts about whether she was doing things right. That seemed fair, anyway- Ying was an especially busy and hardworking woman, and Huā doubted she would quit her efforts even a moment earlier than necessary. The girl would surely be patrolling and guarding till her last breath; it was the type of character she seemed to be. 

Huāzhen followed her sister into the shallow place. Safe, sheltered- small enough to keep out any nosy company. The place seemed just right for giving birth, and Huā figured she would not be keen on extra guests on that strenuous day, so she appreciated the size. The mermaid glances to her stomach once more, 我感到婴儿在踢。 我确定有多个。 She laughs, as if to explain the wildness of them. Certainly there were two- perhaps even three. She looks back to her sister, thoughtful, before asking in return, 你有感觉吗? There was no way to ensure Ying's pregnancy completely, but some little part of Huā hoped Fengmian's swimmers were strong enough. She didn't want to go into motherhood alone.