"Who are you saying would topple with a gust of wind??" Jin Yutao glared at Tianxin, asking angrily.
"You, you! I'm talking about you!!" Tianxin snapped back, "Look at you, even dressed in a black sweater, you still look saggy and floppy. One glance and I can tell you don't have abs, pectorals, or biceps!!"
"..." Jin Yutao was immediately silenced by Tianxin's remark.
A moment later, he roared at Tianxin, "Who said I don't have them? What's not to have??"
"If I say you don't, then you don't! With your build, if you have abs, I'll let you call me 'Little Pekingese' every day!!" Tianxin eyed him fiercely, then fanned herself with her hand— darn it, it was really too hot in this room.
"I do have!!"
"You do not!!"
"I do have!!"
"You do not!!"
This is how the two of them ended up bickering back and forth.
After a while of yelling at each other, Tianxin pointed to Jin Yutao's nose and said, "If you do have them, show me. Are you afraid to show me!?"
