When they reached the stairs, Shen Buci finished his words and said, “We are already a couple, right?”

"Yeah." Shi Qingruo stood on the stairs one step higher than him and looked at him, his thoughts jumping back to the issue of feelings.

She is an efficient person and puts efficiency first in everything. She thinks dating is a bit difficult, but she was surprised that there was progress in less than three days.

Shen Buci opened his arms towards her, “Can I hug you then?”

Shi Qingruo's eyes turned slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she nodded.

He smiled and held her in his arms, their body temperatures blending in the embrace. It seemed that he could hear his own heartbeat gradually getting louder in the silence, the beating sound hitting his eardrums again and again.

It was a slightly strange feeling, but at some point in time it felt extremely familiar, and then a deeper desire arose, wanting to hold her deeply in my arms.

Shi Qingruo didn't know how she should react at this moment. She just stood there quietly, feeling his breath enveloping her, which brought her a sense of satisfaction and pleasure for no reason.

The sudden quickening of her heartbeat proved that her choice was in line with her deepest desire.

After hugging her for about ten seconds, Shen reluctantly let her go and rubbed the top of her head, "Go to bed early, Qingruo, I'll wait for you here tomorrow morning."

His breath left, and it seemed that a feeling of loss quietly lingered. Shi Qingruo raised her eyes, a smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and her eyes looked much softer. "Well, you should go to bed early too."

Watching her turn and disappear around the corner of the stairs, Shen Buci turned around, opened the door, took his clothes and went to the bathhouse to take a bath.

After returning, he wiped the airplane models on the cabinet with a towel, then sat at the table looking through previous design drawings and went to bed at ten o'clock.

The next morning, after washing up, Shen Buci went out and greeted his colleagues at the next door.

"Mr. Shen, do you want to go to the cafeteria together?"

"No, I'm waiting for my hourly job. I need to write a report with her later. We can discuss it while we're walking. I won't go with you."

"Is that so? I'll be leaving first then."

As the footsteps approached, Shen Buci looked up, his brows softened a little, "Morning."

"Good morning. Can we write the feasibility analysis report after dinner?"

"Well, go to the office and write. We'll each write our own draft first, and then we'll pick out the shortcomings."

"Okay." Shi Qingruo stepped down and stood on the same step with him.

"You've been here for three days. Do you feel you're used to it?"

"It's OK, but the food is a little salty, but everything else is fine."

"Drink more water. It tasted salty when I first got there."

After breakfast, the two went to the office to write a report, and at nine o'clock they started walking towards the theory classroom.

A dozen test pilots were already in the classroom, standing in front of the model display table studying the aircraft models, and gathering in groups of three or four to discuss.

When Shen Buci and Shi Qingruo came in, they saw them, sat down, and started to greet them.

"Today I will tell you that this is a new engineer. He is a good engineer and will have more exchanges with you in the future."

Shi Qingruo nodded at them, wrote her name on the blackboard, and sat down in the front seat after having a brief conversation with them.

Shen Buci began to draw a simple diagram on the blackboard.

"A tailspin is an abnormal flight state. When the aircraft's angle of attack exceeds the critical angle of attack, a continuous, automatic rotation will occur..."