My Side Job is a Trader

Li Xueer ate until she hiccupped, and then stopped eating. At this time, there were still some leftovers on the table.

He Cuizhen and Li Xueer had finished eating, only Zhang Xin and his son were still eating at a leisurely pace.

As long as Zhang Boyu has wine to drink, he doesn't have any requirements for the food that goes with the wine. Sometimes he will eat a plate of peanuts with great relish.

Because Zhang Xin needed to control his weight, he couldn't eat too much at night, so the father and son just got rid of the leftover food.

After dinner, the family sat together while watching TV and chatting. Of course, the main character was Li Xueer.

Zhang Xin never asked about other people from school to home, but He Cuizhen had no scruples.

It was also the first time for Zhang Xin to know the general situation of Li Xueer's family.

Li Xueer's father, Li Shengcai, is a middle school teacher, and her mother, Liu Dan, is an opera artist, so Li Xueer was educated very well since she was a child. Later, under the influence of her mother, she was also admitted to an art school.

"By the way, so you should be familiar with opera, right? Can you sing a few lines?"

He Cuizhen is also a person who likes to listen to operas. Before the Internet was developed, her favorite programs were all kinds of operas.

Zhang Xin is the complete opposite. Whenever he hears an opera, he falls asleep.

Li Xueer cleared her throat, pinched her orchid fingers, and her expression became like that of some opera performers, pinching her throat and singing a section of Huangmei opera.

This time, Zhang Xin was fascinated by listening to it. He didn't expect Huangmei Opera to be so good.

A few minutes later, Li Xueer finished her performance and asked with wide round eyes, "Auntie, what do you think?"

Zhang Boyu, who seldom said a word, praised: "Well, not bad, it is almost comparable to some professionals."

He Cuizhen nodded in agreement, and took Li Xueer's little hand to make her sit closer, her eyes full of satisfaction.

Looking at Zhang Xin who was still thinking about it, he said: "I really don't know what kind of shit luck you have had, you can meet such a good girl, she is handsome and talented, if I listen When you do something sorry for Xiao Xueer, I will break your leg."

After speaking, he slapped Zhang Boyu with his hand, hoping that Zhang Boyu would also express his opinion.

Zhang Boyu nodded in agreement: "Well, I've already told him that."

Zhang Xin felt that he had made a mistake. He shouldn't have brought Li Xueer here, but now he looked like an outsider. After a meal, Li Xueer won the support of the two old people.

"By the way, how are you going to sleep tonight? You were the only one before, and our family could still squeeze together. Now that Xiao Xueer is here, it's not easy to squeeze into the same bed, right?"

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, He Cuizhen asked Zhang Xin about sleeping at night.

Zhang Xin glanced at Li Xueer: "Later, the girl and I will go to the hotel to sleep."

"Alright, as long as you have an arrangement."

"By the way, Dad, I'm going to drive this car for you now? I'm going to change the car soon."

Zhang Xin remembered that when he bought a new car, this second-hand car would either be scrapped or resold, but now Zhang Xin didn’t look at thousands of dollars, thinking that his father could just drive to work, If I bought him a new car, my mother, He Cuizhen, would be nagging endlessly, but if I gave him this car to drive, there would be no more trouble.

"If you don't drive it, you can drive it for me, so that your mother and I don't have to fight for seats on the bus."

Zhang Boyu himself has a driver's license, but has never had the opportunity to own his own car. Since his son wants to change his car, he can just take over the old car.

Zhang Xin looked at the time and said, "My girl and I are going to open a room first, you go to bed early, I remember you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Alright, go home and have breakfast tomorrow before leaving. We will go to work an hour later than usual."

"Also."

After Zhang Xin finished speaking, he led Li Xueer out of the staff dormitory, went back to the car to pick up Li Xueer's suitcase, and then went to the hotel next to the road to get a room.

Li Xueer opened the suitcase, wanting to see tomorrow's clothes, Zhang Xin took the opportunity to take a shower first.

When Zhang Xin came out of the shower, Li Xueer was still struggling with how to wear her clothes. Zhang Xin was a little speechless, so she went up curiously to see what clothes she had brought, and found that there were a lot of clothes, almost filling a whole box.

"What are you doing with so many clothes? The Mid-Autumn Festival is only for three days. Two clean clothes are enough."

Li Xueer stuck out her tongue: "I was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to tidy up, so I dragged the box into the car."

"Then go take a shower first, and after the shower, you can match and match it as you like, even if you wear it one by one."

Li Xueer tilted her head and thought for a while, and thought it made sense, after all, she didn't wear it at night, and she would have plenty of time later.

While Li Xueer was taking a bath, Zhang Xin was lying on the bed listening to the sound of running water, feeling itchy in his heart. Seeing the rummaged suitcase beside him, Zhang Xin simply helped Li Xueer fold the clothes neatly to distract him.

In the luggage, apart from some clothes and underwear, Zhang Xin also sorted out a strange piece of clothes, because this dress is obviously not underwear, but it doesn't look like the style that can be worn directly outside.

Unfolding it, I realized that it was a one-piece suit, which Li Xueer usually wears for dancing and yoga.

Feeling the smoothness of his hands, Zhang Xin couldn't help but put it under his nose and smell it. This scene happened to be watched by Li Xueer who had just come out of the shower.

Li Xueer rushed over and took the jumpsuit and stuffed it into the suitcase, then closed the suitcase, and looked at Zhang Xin with a blushing face, as if she was reviewing Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin quickly explained: "That...don't misunderstand, I just want to help you pack your suitcases. I haven't really touched one-piece suits. I'm just curious. I'm not a fetishist."

Li Xueer's voice was like a mosquito: "Then why did the uncle still smell it?"

Zhang Xin was caught right away. At that time, he really wanted to smell Li Xueer's body fragrance on his clothes, but he couldn't help but did such a thing.

Zhang Xin straightened his mind: "I've touched it all, what's the matter after smelling it, won't you still fall into my clutches later?"

After finishing speaking, he hugged Li Xueer horizontally, and then gently placed her on the bed. Before Li Xueer could struggle, he went to bed and hugged her in his arms.

Li Xueer struggled symbolically, then blushed and closed her eyes, as if she was at her mercy.

When Zhang Xin thought of Li Xueer wearing a one-piece suit, he felt itchy. He thought that he would have to wait until later to satisfy his turbulent heart, but he never thought that today he would be able to fulfill his wish.

So Zhang Xin leaned into Li Xueer's ear, and said what was in her heart. Li Xueer opened her eyes and stared at Zhang Xin, and after a long while, she spat softly: "Uncle, you usually watch too many unhealthy things. This is not good."

But even though he said this, his body did not refuse, and he put on the jumpsuit in front of Zhang Xin with a blushing face. Of course, the white dance socks that were often worn together were not left behind.