"Mmm..." Derick nodded. Having no ability to protect oneself and carrying a baby in the apocalypse is definitely not a good choice.
"But speaking of children, sister, why don't you give birth to a little baby for me, a well-behaved and cute daughter..." Derick suddenly turned to Angelica and said.
"Huh? H-how...how come you suddenly bring this up?" Angelica blushed, suddenly feeling a bit at a loss, not knowing what to say.
"Hehe..." Derick pulled his somewhat shy sister into his arms, his hands caressing her slender waist, feeling the soft body beneath the silky dress.
The elegant sister trembled, her eyes somewhat hazy, slowly softening, and her hands gently embraced Derick's neck, actively offering her own luscious red lips.
