Liu Erlong and Hu Liena were both dumbfounded at this moment.
No way?
Rakshasa God, were you serious?
The Group Chat Members were also watching the Group Chat Live Stream intently, observing the wonderful show put on by Rakshasa God and Angel God, the two parties involved.
Angel God merely sensed that something was off and asked in confusion, "Rakshasa God, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"Why... why did you light this candle?"
Rakshasa God placed a hand on Angel God's waist and gently moved aside Qian Yuhan's skirt, exposing her flawless, slender, beautiful pale lower back. Of course, Qian Yuhan was still wearing shorts underneath.
"Oh!"
"I couldn't tell before, Yuhan, but you have quite a nice figure. You even have dimples on your lower back."
Angel God instantly grew nervous, her face rapidly flushing red.
Though she was still wearing shorts, the position exposed her lower back while lifting her full buttocks high in the air, and she still found it incredibly embarrassing.
"What?"
"Yu Luosha, don't go too far. You can take revenge on me however you want for our grudge, but Su Yan is still in the Group Chat."
"Stop doing such shameless things."
Rakshasa God reached out and touched the dimples on Angel God's lower back, saying solemnly:
"Look at you, what are you imagining?"
"I just wanted to see whether you had a good figure, whether your waist was slim..."
As Rakshasa God spoke, the candle in her other hand accidentally dripped onto Angel God's flawless, slender, beautiful pale lower back.
"Ah!"
"I'm so sorry, that was careless of me."
Angel God turned around and looked at Rakshasa God with a blank expression.
Frankly speaking.
The tiny amount of heat from a candle was negligible to Angel God's divine body, but something