He should be headed to the bathroom now; Li Tianhua's mouth felt dry as he sat at the edge of his seat in anticipation.
When you watch someone long enough, their routines would become familiar to you, as if it was initially yours. Xuan Ming's modus operandi was even simple: the moment he returned home, he would take a bath and change into normal clothes. Then he would go and water the plants at his window. If he was very late, he would have dinner and sleep; if he was early enough, he would dress up and run over to his place to give him a gift.
