A Certain Marvel Super Player

Star Building!

Twenty-eighth floor.

"Kacha!"

After Locke unlocked it directly with his fingerprint, he opened the door and let Gwen, who was following behind him, walk in.

Gwen walked in and looked at the large floor-to-ceiling windows that could see Central Park, as well as the small swimming pool outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. She looked at the layout of the large living rooms around her: "It's still the same."

Locke closed the door with his backhand and smiled: "You were here just the day before yesterday, weren't you?"

Gwen turned around and glanced at Locke.

"no the same."

"What's different?"

Gwen smiled and said, "It's just different."

She came here as a girlfriend the day before yesterday, and she stayed here very few times.

Although Helen felt comfortable staying at Locke's place, Gwen basically only stayed here once a week at most. At other times, she basically went back at ten o'clock.

But this time it was different.

At the very least, she will live here for the next...five months, until the summer vacation.

"Um?"

The tip of Gwen's nose moved slightly, feeling the breath left by Locke in the room, and the smell of perfume that seemed to be left by Carrie. She smiled slightly, turned around with some satisfaction, then thought of a question, and looked at Locke: " Locke, do you think this is the beginning of our cohabitation?"

When Locke walked to the bar and poured himself bourbon, he looked up and smiled after listening to Gwen's words: "Helen's official statement is temporary stay."

Gwen came over, sat down, held her chin, and looked at Locke: "From here to now, you don't seem to have asked me, what happened last night?"

Locke looked at Gwen curiously: "Didn't you say that just now?"

"you believe?"

"Of course, I believe you, Gwen."

"..."

Gwen looked at her with clear eyes and a smile on her face, not like Locke who was lying, and curled her lips: "Actually, I lied."

Locke said nothing.

Frankly speaking.

After he learned about Gwen's transformation, he had been thinking about the occurrence of such a scene.

for example……

If Gwen confessed to him, what about him?

What if Gwen confesses and he doesn't? What if Gwen asks about it in the future?

but.

Gwen said this, and then made an apologetic expression and looked at Locke: "But, Locke, I promised Jelly not to tell anyone else this secret. You won't blame me, right?"

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Jelly?"

Gwen pursed her lips and nodded: "Although it's hard for me to explain all this, it was Jelly who saved me, so Jelly needs me to keep this secret, and I don't want to let Jelly down."

It's okay, I already know what your secret is.

It’s just that you don’t know it yet, but I already know what your own secret is.

Locke thought in his heart and smiled: "Of course not. I promise, if you don't tell me, I will never ask you."

There was no disappointment in him.

The real disappointment is not knowing anything about it. Gwen has already said that there is a secret, but it's hard to tell.

Saying that you have no secrets and not being able to tell them are two different concepts.

Locke himself had one.

and……

a lot of.

Gwen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when Locke said this.

"Really?"

"certainly."

"Thank you, Locke."

Gwen smiled brightly: "I promise, once this secret is revealed, you will be the first to know."

Locke smiled and said, "Me too."

Gwen nodded, patted her chest, turned around, and walked towards the sofa.

The next second.

Gwen brakes.

"etc……"

Gwen turned around and looked at Locke behind the bar: "Did you just say, you too?"

Locke, who was quenching his thirst with a glass of bourbon, raised his eyebrows.

Gwen sat on the high stool again and looked at Locke suspiciously: "You also have a secret, didn't you tell me?"

Locke blinked and looked at Gwen.

at this time.

"Ding dong!"

Locke put down his wine glass, pointed to the door, and walked over: "Hello."

"Mr. Broughton, there are some of your classmates downstairs."

"Let them come up."

"OK."

Gwen listened to the words coming from the intercom and temporarily put down the keyword she had just captured: "Classmate?"

Locke opened the door, turned around and nodded: "Yes, today is a school day. Neither you nor I went. Don't you think Cindy and the others are curious?"

The words fell.

A ding-dong sound.

The fast elevator of the Star Building has stopped on the twenty-eighth floor, and then, Ken, Cindy, Betty, Carrie, Wanda, Kahn and Pietro, as well as Mary Jane and Harry... Osborne and the others walked out of the elevator.

"Oh, God!"

As Gwen's best friend, Ken naturally took the lead and hugged Gwen directly with a look of panic and joy: "God, thank God, God, Gwen, are you okay? Shet, why didn't you come first?" Call me when it’s time, oh my God, are you okay?”

Gwen looked at Ken who wanted to take off his clothes to check if he had any scars, and quickly reached out to stop him: "Oh my god, Ken, stop quickly, I'm fine, but if you continue to tickle me, something will happen to me." ”

"I'm just worried about you."

"I am fine."

Gwen looked at Ken who had a very aggrieved expression, shook her head, and hugged Ken: "Really, thank you, Ken."

Kem then beamed.

Cindy, who had been trying to usurp the throne of Gwen's best friend with Kem, looked at Kem speechlessly and contemptuously, and hugged Gwen: "To be honest, Kem doesn't appear as often as I do. Gao, have you considered making me your first best friend?"

Gwen smiled and hugged Cindy: "Cindy, you know my relationship with you."

But she has no plans to replace Kem.

after all……

Ken and she had known each other since they were in elementary school, and they had agreed to be each other's best friends since they were very young.

Gwen values ​​her promise very much, just as she values ​​the promise between herself and Jelly, especially after Jelly sacrificed himself to protect her.

You can't tell others Jelly's true identity. It would be bad if Jelly's enemy sees it.

Locke over there also hugged Kahn, then smiled at Pietro and shook hands.

If you put aside Pietro's identity as a fast boy, it is actually quite funny. Pietro integrated into Midtown High School faster than Wanda. He shook hands with Locke and said, "Sam originally wanted to come, but, Jesse Over there with the card..."

Said.

Pietro made a you-know-what face.

He has also successfully joined the rugby team, relying on stalking and pretending to be a substitute player with Sam. However, Sam had not paid much attention to Pietro's purpose of joining the rugby team before, but after During the time since Jessica's accident, I have to say that Sam's view of Pietro has indeed changed a lot.

While Sam was distracted taking care of Jessica, Pietro still relied on his shameless skills to arrange the daily training of the football team members whose backbone was absent and whose cohesion seemed to have dissipated.

Even the coach said that Pietro's enthusiasm for training is rare. After Sam leaves, Pietro will probably take over Sam's position.

However, Sam knew clearly why Pietro was so active.

Nothing else.

The College Super Bowl is about to begin.

Every training session of the football team would be accompanied by the cheerleaders and many female classmates watching from the sidelines. If there were no cheerleaders and no female classmates watching, Sam can guarantee that Pietro would not even be interested in sitting on the bench.

However, during this period of time, Sam did not focus all his energy on the football team, so he was quite happy that Pietro could do this.

Locke naturally knew about this. He nodded, hummed, and invited everyone to sit down on the sofa.

Frankly speaking.

It has been more than two years since he bought the Xingchen Building. Today, it is the most crowded place in the Xingchen Building.

Pietro looked at the bottle of Thunder Bourbon on the bar and the half-drunk glass: "Locke, can you give me a drink... ow!"

The words were not finished.

Pietro jumped up and glared at Wanda: "Sister."

"Call sister!"

"..."

Wanda was expressionless: "You are only ten seconds ahead of me, you can't drink."

Locke's action of pouring the wine paused slightly.

Mary Jane, who was not far away, gave Harry a careful look beside her.

Harry understood and tried to blend in: "I...can I?"

Locke looked at Harry, who was meeting for the third time, smiled, and towards Pietro, who dared not speak out under the power of his sister Wanda, handed the wine in his hand to Harry: "Drink it. Are you used to it?"

Harry took a sip: "I drank it when I was in London. I also have a few bottles of good bourbon at home. Maybe next time, we can drink it together."

Locke and Kahn looked at each other: "Okay, the Osborne family's wine collection must be very good."

Said.

Locke raised his glass to Harry: "Cheers, I look forward to your invitation."

Those who come are guests.

As a master, he did not block Harry from the door, but acquiesced to allow Harry to come in. Then, as a master, he must take good care of his guests. This is not the education he received in this life, but the previous life, the orphanage. Grandma taught them.

Just like when Locke goes to Gwen's house as a guest, he won't have a red-faced quarrel with George.

Again.

Gwen is still interning at Osborne Industrial. What if she offends Harry Osborne and turns around and he puts small shoes on Gwen?

Just cut it into pieces?

not good.

Harry looked at Locke, who was smiling, and his somewhat restrained body relaxed. He touched Locke's back and drank the wine in one gulp.

Then.

He coughed repeatedly.

Harry's somewhat pale face turned red instantly.

Seeing this, Locke laughed loudly, took out a tissue, handed it to Harry, and by the way, refilled the wine glass in front of Harry.

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