Yan Ye touched the two bottles, then tried to scrape off the words printed on the bottles with his not-so-long nails...
Lian Xinying couldn't help but want to laugh at Yan Ye's actions.
Can differentiating cosmetic prices like this really work?
This is the first time she'd seen it.
"Do you think you're scratching a lottery ticket?" Lian Xinying curiously leaned forward to see if he had scraped off the lettering.
"It won't come off." Yan Ye concluded after a few scrapes.
Of course, it won't come off.
Both of these bottles are expensive.
With something so pricey, how cheap could the bottle look?
"I'll give you another ten minutes. If you still can't guess it after ten minutes, I'll have to give you some eye drops." Lian Xinying was ready with the eye drops.
Yan Ye glanced at her and joked, "I don't need ten minutes; just give me five."
Isn't it just a multiple-choice question?
