Du yuan dried the ink, put the book together, half true and half false way: "I have the right to reserve the interest."

Shen Yan suddenly had a little heart attack and joked: "can you give me some friendship price?"

Du yuan took a look at him and said with profound meaning: "you can give emotional price, and you don't have to ask for money to repay the debt."

Shen Yan just thought it was a joke, but he didn't feel at ease at all. He joked: "you might as well record all the accounts in the electronic form. How troublesome it is to take a notebook to record them."

"The real thing has the commemorative significance." Du Yuandao said, "don't you think it's romantic for us to go through the account books together after many years?"

Shen Yan was amused: "romantic ghost!" Who would look at their debt bill and feel romantic? I'm afraid it's insanity!

Seeing that Du yuan put the small book into the inside pocket of his coat and pinned the pen in, Shen Yan was stunned and said, "don't you want to take this account book with you?"

"Of course." Du Yuan said with a bad smile, "you may owe me money at any time. I should be prepared to keep accounts at any time."

Shen Yan was very depressed and laughed: "you are not afraid of the ink leakage of the pen and make your clothes dirty?"

"As long as the books are not destroyed." Du Yuan said, "if you use a pen to keep accounts, the handwriting will not disappear for hundreds of years. It's very fidelity. I'm willing to take a risk and wear it with me. "

Shen Yan: "I'm not sure." He suddenly felt that Du yuan was a little abnormal. What's wrong with him?

Tonight is new year's Eve.

Du yuan and Shen Yan are preparing dinner together in the kitchen.

Shen Yan can't cook anything except noodles, so he helps to wash vegetables, wash rice and deliver tools.

Looking at Du yuan's skillful cooking, Shen Yan sighed from the bottom of his heart: "it's so profitable to be your roommate!"

"I will only let you earn." All the water in the pan is dry. Put oil in it.

That sounds strange. Shen Yan has something different in mind.

Before I had time to think about it, a sound of "Chi" came. Du yuan put the dish into the pot and let off a stream of heat. The pot also rang.

Shen Yan was afraid of oil splashing on himself. He was so scared that he screamed and jumped to Du yuan's back.

Du yuan laughed: "are you afraid of cooking?"

Shen Yan said: "are you not afraid of oil splashing on you?" What he was most afraid of was hot oil. The hell devil called it miserable when he was in the oil pan. He had a psychological shadow.

"It's inevitable." Du yuan suddenly thought about it, slightly twisted his face and said, "in the future, I'll cook on one thirty-five, and you'll cook on two forty-six. On Sundays, you'll be randomly assigned by luck."

"I can't cook." Shen Yan is very embarrassed.

I knew you wouldn't. Du yuan's lips were slightly hooked up.

"If I cook, I'll give it to you." Shen Yancun was lazy and deliberately exaggerated, "can you stand it?"

What's next for him? Every meal?

Du yuan's Adam's Apple moved, his voice suddenly a little hoarse: "will be crazy."

Shen Yan, with a look of "successful treachery", said with a smile, "yes, so it's really inappropriate for me to cook."

Du yuan dish Sheng out of the pot, forbearance way: "you can't cook, I teach you."

"Ah?" Shen Yan lengthened his bitter gourd face, "this Is that too much trouble? I'm stupid, and I'm very poor at my hands. "

It's just bad.

Du yuan very firmly repeated: "I teach you." Ji Chenyan is so afraid to hide behind him. He really enjoys it.