My Xiao Luo has spent so many years, how can this little thing be difficult for me? Immediately he went to the store and bought a chain of so-called local specialty necklaces and put them on his hands.

"What's this?"

"A necklace made of pearls!" My face is full of deep feelings: "These pearls, white and flawless, represent the purity and nobility of my love and yours..."

"But... It's not like a pearl, is it? Lin Lan laughed very fraudulently and turned to Qian Er. "What is this probably made of?"

Qian Er thought for less than three seconds and immediately told the truth: "This is not pearls, of course,...