Li Shiming put his shirt down, sat back on his stool, and after a moment's hesitation, told the truth. "I'm five-foot-nine, one hundred and twenty-seven pounds!"
Chang Yuanyuan scoffed disdainfully. "Tch. Those are just 'skinny abs.' Tang Taizong, are you so thin because you've been working that hand of yours too much? I seriously doubt you'd be able to handle me if we got together!"
Li Shiming looked indignant, tapping the table lightly as he frowned. "Don't underestimate me! If you've got the guts, let's find out!"
"A challenge? Fine! I refuse to believe I can't handle a little rookie like you!" Chang Yuanyuan fished her ID card out of her purse, slapped it on the table with a sharp CRACK, and shot a provocative glance at Li Shiming.
Li Shiming gulped. He hadn't expected Chang Yuanyuan to actually be serious.
