Bibi Dong immediately backed away, crouching beside the bed and coughing violently, panting heavily.
She raised her head, and in those water-misty purple eyes there was not the slightest bit of resentment, but instead a panic and an even more morbid infatuation.
"I-cough-I didn't." She explained eagerly amidst her coughs, saying, "Qinchen, I never saw the true face of the previous Rakshasa God either; she was always shrouded in green smoke, so..."
Her words remained unfinished because Bai Qinchen had already grabbed her hair again, pressing her face down once more and experiencing every rhythm of her head.
Bibi Dong trembled slightly from lack of oxygen, and intermittent sobs issued from the depths of her throat, yet in her purple eyes there was no pain, only an increasingly intense infatuation. Bai Qinchen's other hand was around the Angel God, gently stroking her smooth back and feeling the warmth of that divine body.
Qian Renxue leaned against his other side, her newborn divine body radiating a pure glow, quietly pressing against him as if she had found her sole resting place.
Bai Qinchen's gaze shifted away from Bibi Dong, who was tasting the baguette, and landed on the face of the Angel God in his arms, asking, "Among these goddesses you speak of, is there any who is prettier than you?"
Hearing Bai Qinchen's question, the Angel God nodded gently and said, "The goddesses of our Divine Realm each have their own unique grace."
Hearing this, the excitement in Bai Qinchen's eyes grew even more intense, and he then asked, "Which goddesses can you trick down here now?"
The Angel God looked at Bai Qinchen, those golden eyes full of ingratiation, and asked, "Do you want to devour them?"
Bai Qinchen nodded and said, "Naturally. As long as they are pretty