"No wonder! Look at the dark mass between your brows, it's clear you have a bad omen. It's simply an insult to our reputation as carp.",Looking at Zhao Jiner, it took her half a day to squeeze out such a sentence. The man's lips curled into a smile.,When Zhao Jin'er was washing clothes by the stream one day, she overheard some young village wives talking about marriage. Now that she was about to face it herself, her neck flushed red with embarrassment.。