Chapter 41: Auntie, are you avoiding me?

Ethan was utterly baffled, scrutinizing the task description with a puzzled expression.

His face turned pale.

Just moments ago, he had glanced at the aunt's form-fitting skirt when the task refreshed, admiring her voluptuous and sexy figure. But his gaze was purely appreciative, devoid of any desire.

Why on earth did the system assume that was his wish?

"This is bad," Ethan muttered, turning his head. Scarlett was lying on the bed next to his, her back to him. From his angle, the thin blanket outlined the curves of her graceful figure.

A thought crossed his mind.

If he went over now, while the aunt was sound asleep, and tried something, would that count as completing the task?

But no sooner had this thought appeared than he banished it from his mind.

Let's be real, this isn't some novel or a bizarre adult film. Anyone normal would wake up if they were attacked in their sleep.