Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 174 Aunt Marcia, you are so naughty

On the Zingle River Bridge.

John was looking at the beautiful young woman standing at the end of the bridge, she was plump, with perfect body shape proportions. Every part of her body had been developed to the extreme. Time never defeated beauty, as if it was specially made for her.

In fact, at the age of Marcia, she could no longer be described as a young woman, but her appearance and figure could really withstand the test of time, so the title of “the most beautiful young woman in the State of New York” was still suitable for her.

It could only be said that Uncle Nick was really lucky.

John envied him in his heart.

At the end of the bridge, John asked with a smile, “Aunt Marcia, why don’t you say at home and ask

me to come here?”

“John, are you a martial artist?”

Marcia asked directly. This time, she didn’t call John “good son–in–law” or “good nephew“. It

could be seen how serious she was.

“Why did you ask this?“John was in a daze

“Answer me, yes or no?”

Marcia didn’t say the reason, but looked at John expectantly, hoping to find the answer from his face. However, John shook his head and said, “No.”

No!

How could it be possible?

If he was not a martial artist, what was the meaning of what Zoey said to her?

Marcia didn’t believe it.

was lying

was

cultivator. The two didn’t belong to the same

the answer, but she suddenly pointed at the river under the bridge and said, “look, the river is

jumped up.

What???

was stunned at

Marcia was nine–tenths confident that John was a martial artist, because what happened to him was

of New York, Master

when he faced Alan,

What’s more.

so enthusiastic to John? And why was he so impatient with her because of John’s

to strange conversation with Zoey.

Marcia was, she could feel that there was something wrong with John!

she used this dangerous trick to force John to admit, but what she didn’t know was that this move was

wait for me to finish my words first?”

the water? He jumped with

are so

but slap on Marcia’s breast. He even

of a

woman, the most beautiful woman in the State of New York widen

hadn’t slept with her husband for

they arrived at the shore, when John put her down, Marcia pretended to

mother–in–law, what the hell did you do?‘

much more relaxed, and the resentment that had

the well water represented a kind of

spilled, the resentment naturally decreased a

whole body

Her face blushed.

as a person who had experienced many things, she quickly stood up as if nothing had happened and said,

right. I was too careless. I should have put you far away from the near

are a martial artist and a powerful heaven master. To be honest,