Wheeling Gull Isle No one knows anything but us.

Xiaoqing began to stir... oh no no no no. Huā watched him, hoping he would not cry, hoping he would fall back asleep- he squealed and mewled for a bit, but soon he was snuggled against her again. A breathy sigh. She turned back to gaze at her own tummy when she felt little paws pushing. Luli had found a spot- but Haoming's arm rested atop her. Huā smiled and sighed, leaning forward to nudge at Haoming's arm gently- hoping the prompt would push the girl to place it back on her mother's stomach, rather than on Luli.