It's like we're together.

In the late-night lab, the biologist's partner was standing quietly in front of the programmer, wearing a simple white shirt and a black long skirt, with a cold look and an unorthodox tender look, and the programmer wanted to test her emotional module, but when she was adjusting her collar, she found that her eyes were beginning to follow her finger, and her breath was changing slightly, and her fingers were coming closer, and her fingers were coming closer, and the electric current in the air seemed to have been lit, and it was just a routine check-up night, and she was suddenly pulling herself into his neck, and she whispered, and only they could understand.