"God!" Ethan Lu grumbled through his gritted teeth and crashed his upper body back on bed.
"Let her be, let her be -- I'm asleep, didn't see anything. She'll go back to bed on her own… yes, on her own." Ethan Lu covered his whole body and head with a duvet as he calm himself down. He believed that he doesn't need to approach the naked woman walking around in his presidential suite, and take her back to the master's bedroom. He added,
"She's a grown woman with two able feets. She managed to walk out, she'll get back in… right, right."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I highly doubt that chu~" Churu shook her head as she sat on the couch armrest and could hear Ethan's consolidated words. But, based on her observation, Ethan's torture wasn't done yet.