"I can't help but feel good just looking at you."

Shen Buci kissed her forehead, “What a coincidence, me too.”

Shi Qingruo tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then she took a piece of facial cream with her fingertips and smeared it on his face, then lifted his chin with her fingers, "I'll put it on you too."

Feeling her fingers sliding on his face, Shen Buci obediently let her do whatever she wanted.

"alright."

"Wipe your hands."

"Oh." She stretched her hand in front of him and deliberately rubbed the back of his hand when he applied the hand cream.

Shen Buci rubbed back her hand, “Comrade Shi Qingruo, you have become troublesome recently.”

"That's only in front of you." I'm not at the age of falling in love anymore, but I always unconsciously want to act a little coquettishly in front of him. I can't help but become childish and like the feeling of being with him.

Not only does he like to stick to her, she likes it too.

"I like you like this." She became like this in front of him because she trusted him and liked him.

"Then you have to keep liking it."

"I will." He hugged her waist tightly and kissed her lips, "Forever."

Shi Qingruo returned his kiss, "Are we going to write a marriage report now?"

"Okay, I'll carry you to the desk and sit down. I'll make you a cup of sweet milk powder."

After putting her down to sit, Shen Buci made some sweet milk powder and put it next to her, then leaned over to watch her write the application report.

After Shi Qingruo finished writing, she handed him the pen. When she wanted to stand up, she remembered that she was not wearing shoes.

Shen Buci held her in his arms and said, “You don’t have to go, you can write while holding her.”

"Oh." Shi Qingruo nestled in his arms, watching the beautiful words written by his pen.

She was a little dazed. Why did she feel that this scene was familiar?

It seemed that there had been a scene before where she just watched him write about their marriage, and he was so clingy and wanted her to accompany him.

Is it the hippocampus effect?

My love for him grows day by day. When he is around, I feel an unprecedented sense of peace.

After Shen Buci finished writing, he shook the paper. Seeing that she was in a daze, he did not disturb her. He just took the document next to her and opened it to read.

Noticing that she had come back to her senses, he asked, "What question have you thought of?"

Shen Buci has become accustomed to her eccentric thinking. When he sees something or hears something, he will instantly think of the plane and develop a series of ideas based on it.

"No." Shi Qingruo picked up the cup and took a sip of sweet milk, then shook her head. "It's just that I vaguely felt like I've seen you writing a marriage application report before."

Shen Buci pinched her face and said, "Did Comrade Qing Ruo dream about this in his dream?"

"No, I had a lot of dreams, but the most common one was that we made a very powerful fighter jet."

"There will be a day like that. If it's not us, there will be others who come after us." Shen Buci took the blanket and covered her legs.

"Yes, but I hope it will be faster. They look down on us, but we have to fight for our place. They are hostile to us, but we have to scare them."

National dignity is defended by weapons, and national security depends on the strength of national defense.

"Okay, let's work together."

After she finished drinking, Shen Buci poured her a cup of warm water, and held her in his arms while they read some information. Their postures were intimate, but no one disturbed anyone else.

When it was time to go to bed, the bugle sounded, and Shen Buci carried her back to the sofa and kissed her forehead, "Good sleep, I'll go back next door."

"Well, see you in the morning."

"See you in the morning."

Shen Buci went back to wash up and go to bed. The next day, he went downstairs with her. On the way, he met a few colleagues walking to the cafeteria together. The day's work started with a discussion.