The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

She was willing to do something tonight that she wouldn't normally be exposed to.

Ian put aside the plan in his hand - although the director was young, he still had strong organizational skills, and he didn't find that he had anything to add.

"Ma Xiu, I'll give you another chance to choose."

He covered himself with that layer of quilt, as if to hide the slightly complicated emotions in his heart.

Tonight's night is not only Ian's night alone, but also a night for Matthew to make his own choices.

Will she be willing to be a "tool" that she can use for primitive gratification?

Ian didn't want to push her too hard - he still felt a little pity for this lonely girl.

But Matthew is much more courageous than the man imagined.

The man's lips also exhaled slightly during this process.

After a while, everything returned to the tranquility of the night.

Ian lifted the quilt and saw Matthew with a blushing face.

After completing her choice, she could look directly at the man in front of her. She no longer had to dodge like before, for fear of being discovered.

And although this state of being looked down on would bring shame, Mashu's expression looked very happy.

Just like what she said before——

This kind of "used" relationship is a very happy thing for her.

Even now, it is a reality that has never been achieved before.

Ian, who understood the reason, felt a little complicated.

But out of man's instinct, he didn't hate all this.

As for guilt and all.

Although there is, it is still within the acceptable range.

Besides—

If I abandon Matthew tonight, I'm afraid I will have to bear even greater guilt.

"Matthew."

Ian gently stroked the pink-haired girl's head.

"Is this really your inner choice?"

Matthew nodded.

"That's good."

Ian patted Matthew's cheek.

"Tonight's late-night entertainment program is up to you."

Matthew's face turned red, and then he began to perform his duty as a tool.

In this emotional satisfaction that merged with the long night, Ian remembered something.

He picked up his cell phone and took a picture of the scene under the covers from an excellent angle.

He opened the message from Ophelia and first replied to the other party's question.

"Well, I do like this color."

"and also--"

Ian sent the photo to Ophelia.

"The handle you always wanted to get."

"You should be relieved this time without you, right?"

"I'm a bastard. I didn't do what I promised to Matthew."

"But don't worry."

"I will definitely take good care of her."

166. Matthew’s morning cleaning task/Ophelia’s nervousness (4k)

A night without dreams.

Ian had a good night's sleep for the first time in a long time.

He opened his eyes and saw Matthew next to him.

The girl at this moment was holding her arm tightly, looking contented.

The slightly raised corners of her mouth were like a new moon rising.

Ian didn't have the heart to disturb Matthew like this, so he was going to wait quietly for her to wake up.

but--

Matthew seems to have a constitution that wakes up easily.

Not long after Ian opened his eyes, she woke up.

After discovering that Ian was looking at her, she immediately turned red and took a long time to say a word.

"Senior...good morning."

"Well, good morning."

The man gently rubbed the girl's hair.

"Did I wake you up?"

"It's nothing!" Matthew shook his head repeatedly, "It's because I slept very lightly that this happened."

"Especially now that I'm lying on the same bed as my senior..."

Matthew spoke softer and quieter.

This is not difficult to understand - after all, it is the first time to do such a thing.

If he could accept it generously, he wouldn't be Mashu.

"It seems you didn't get a good rest last night."

Ian stroked Matthew's bangs.

"but--"

"I slept well with Matthew's help."

"With my help?"

"Well." Ian's fingers gently stroked Matthew's lips, "Its service is very attentive."

The words were obviously like training, but Mashu found a trace of happiness in the overflowing shame.

"Senior, do you really think so?"

"I... thought senior wouldn't like it."

"Why don't you like it?"

Ian hugged Matthew's waist.

"As a 'tool,' you're excellent."

This close contact made the girl immediately feel something about the other person that should be present at this time.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked shyly.

"Senior is a very strong person."

"Do you need my help with this?"

Ian did not answer directly, but asked Matthew a question.

"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable if you had to start cleaning as soon as you got up?"

"will not."

Matthew answered Ian's question very honestly.

She looked at the man next to her, without any hesitation in her eyes.

"I am the 'tool' of my predecessors."

"It's natural to deal with problems for seniors."

"..."

Ian didn't refuse anymore - he knew that would only ruin Matthew's good mood for the day.

"Then please clean up well, Mashu."

"Yes!"

Fufu, rolled up into a ball, was still sleeping soundly on her exclusive throne.

And Matthew worked hard.

She was diligently cleaning the only fire in the room.

Every time I was very focused, every time I was extremely serious.

Just as she admitted - this is how a "tool" should behave.

Ian stroked her head lovingly and glanced at the mobile phone on the table unintentionally.

anyway--

Ophelia didn't react at all?

Ian thought she would express disdain for his behavior.

Now it seems that is not the case at all.

But that’s not surprising—she probably doesn’t care at all.

After all, Ophelia had reasons to hate herself in every sense of the word.

Yesterday's message about bras may also be part of this disgust.

Everything is reasonable.

however.

Ian's idea was shattered in less than a minute.

Because there was a new message from Ophelia on his mobile phone - now seemed to be the time for her to get up.

The man picked up the phone and saw a slightly shocking scene.

"you!"

"Give!"

"I!"

"Pass!"

"Come!"

"Immediately! Immediately!"

Several messages popped up on the screen in a very short period of time.

Even if it was just words, Ian could imagine what Ophelia looked like when she sent out this kind of message.

Just as he was about to reply, another message appeared on the screen.

"Don't bring Mashu with you, just do it by yourself!"

"..."

Having said this, Ian knew it would be better for him to answer.

After all, if Ophelia gets anxious, I really don’t know what she will do.