On the large bed.

Locke lay on it.

Gwen pressed on top, condescending, with eyes facing each other, with a serious and serious expression, as if conveying a message, either confessing or dying.

Rock's mouth slightly raised.

"say what?"

"Do you say it or not."

Gwen exposed his silver teeth and exposed the two cute little tiger teeth: "You said you have no reservations to me."

Locke pillowed on the back of his head with both hands: "Dear, I have no reservations to you, this is my promise."

Be a human being.

The most important thing is to be flexible.

A simple lifestyle like George is not suitable for him. After all, George is the kind of person who is at ease with a little wealth, and he is the kind of person who is in love with the universe.

and!

Gwen is not that kind of silly and sweet. Besides, it’s no secret that witches, vampires, etc. Gwen has seen several vampires with his own eyes.

Let’s talk about it again.

Locke thought about the fluff that suddenly exploded on the back of Gwen's hand just after Zoe and others came in, and there was always a sense of inexplicable déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Then……

Locke thought of something.

Finally, Locke thought of the way Cordelia took after the witch gathering story in the original plot. If he had hidden it at the time, this choice would not be the best.

The same sentence.

Sometimes, a lie needs countless lies to make up for.

He likes to tell the truth.

The most important point.

Locke never fought unprepared battles.

This is also the reason why Rock told Gwen that their school was actually a witch school and did not choose to stop it.

After all, last night, he had contacted Zoe and then, when he told Zoe that he was ready to use Rock Broughton to contact them.

Or.

It is reasonable to use another identity of student Locke Broughton to contact him.

Gwen glanced at it, felt the movements somewhere in Rock, shook his ponytail, and looked cold, intending to leave.

If you don’t say it, don’t say it.

She can check it herself.

Locke haha, thrust his waist and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll tell you."

Gwen's little butt fell again.

Locke raised his eyebrows.

Comfortable!

"explain!"

"Obviously, they are witches."

"I know!"

Gwen listened to this sentence, stared at the dishonest Lock under him, and gritted his teeth: "Just just talked, either you were playing a role playing, or you were just saying it was serious, I was asking, how could you, how could you..."

No matter how you look at the serious scene just now, it doesn’t seem like you are playing role-playing.

after all……

Even if Locke and Zoe are playing roles, Madison, the Hollywood star, shouldn't be idle and run to New Orleans to play roles.

Locke, who had been prepared for this, said: "I have mentioned Agatha to you."

Gwen was slightly stunned.

Agatha?

"Agatha Agatha Hackness Chester's girlfriend?"

"right."

"What's wrong with her?"

"I told you that Agatha is a witch."

“…”

Gwen recalled what Locke said once while having dinner at a restaurant in Chester and blinked: "I thought you were talking..."

Locke also had a serious expression and serious expression.

"What's wrong with you!"

“…”

No.

Locke thought about the scene he saw just now. The sudden sudden fluff should be spider sensing, yes.

Can……

Isn't this thing just Spider-Man?

How could Gwen suddenly appear?

and.

Lock just switched to the form of the witch Loco and sensed Gwen, but Gwen was Gwen and didn't find any spider-star impersonation.

Gwen was a little confused, so: "What?"

Locke thought for a while: "Have you been bitten by a spider?"

Gwen's eyes widened slightly: "How did you know? Have I told you that I remember, it doesn't seem to be there."

Locke was also stunned.

Good guy.

I've really been bitten by a spider.

but……

"when?"

"Just the day before we went to Long Island, we went to the rotating restaurant for dinner."

Gwen said so, pulling his right hand out of Locke's big hand: "Look, just the back of his hand, but now it's gone, fortunately, no scars are left."

Locke touched Gwen's right hand and looked at his wrist.

By the way, the little spider spits silk or something, just spits it from his wrist.

"Can you vomit?"

"……What?"

"Spray spider silk."

“…”

Gwen's trigeminal nerve was beating: "I was bitten by a white spider, but I wasn't parasitic, so how could I spit spider silk?"

Locke discovered Huadian: "White Spider?"

Gwen nodded: "Do you want to watch it? I also took a video."

Said.

Gwen turned over and broke free from Locke's arms. Then, he moved, pressed Locke back under him, lay in Locke's arms, took out his cell phone, and then opened the video recorded when he left home: "Watch."

Locke watched the video played on his phone.

White spider.

wrong……

It should be said to be a spider that is white and black.

Big guy.

But the spider, who looked pretty and handsome, was lying in the glass feeding warehouse without moving.

"This spider..."
To be continued...