My Side Job is a Trader

　　 Li Xueer ate until he hiccups, and then stopped eating. At this time, there was still some leftovers on the table.

　　 He Cuizhen and Li Xueer have already eaten, only Zhang Xin and his son are still eating slowly.

　　 As long as Boyu Zhang has wine to drink, he has no requirements for pours. Sometimes a plate of peanuts will be eaten with relish.

　　 Because Zhang Xin needs to control his weight, he can't eat too much at night. It just so happens that the leftover dishes are wiped out by the father and son.

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

　　 Who else from school to home? Zhang Xin never asked about this, but He Cuizhen didn't hesitate.

　　 Zhang Xin is also the first time to know the general situation of Li Xueer's house.

　　 Li Xueer’s father, Li Shengcai, is a middle school teacher, and his mother, Liu Dan, is a Chinese opera artist. So Li Xueer was a good tutor from an early age. Later, under the influence of her mother, she was admitted to an art school.

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

　　 He Cuizhen is also a person who likes to listen to Chinese operas. When the Internet was not developed before, her favorite shows were all kinds of Chinese operas.

　　Zhang Xin is the exact opposite, as long as he hears singing, he feels drowsy.

　　 Li Xueer cleared her throat, pinched Lanhua's fingers with her fingers, and became like some opera performers. She pinched her throat and sang a piece of Huangmei Opera.

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

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

　　 Boyu Zhang, who rarely says anything beside him, praised: "Well, yes, it's almost as good as some professionals."

　　 He Cuizhen nodded in agreement, and took Li Xueer's little hand to let her sit closer, with a satisfied look in her eyes.

Looking at Zhang Xin, who was still having an endless aftertaste, he said, "I really don’t know what kind of **** luck your kid has taken. You can meet such a good girl. She is handsome and talented. If you let me listen. Until you do something sorry for Xiao Xueer, I will break your leg."

　　 After finishing speaking, he slapped Zhang Boyu with his hands, and wanted Zhang Boyu to express his attitude.

　　 Boyu Zhang nodded in agreement: "Well, I have already told him this."

　　 Zhang Xin felt a little misguided. He shouldn't have brought Li Xueer over. Now he looks like an outsider. After eating a meal, Li Xueer won the support of the two elderly people.

　　 "By the way, how are you going to sleep tonight? You used to be the only one. Our family can still squeeze. Now Xiao Xueer is here, so it's not easy to squeeze in a 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: "Wait later, I will go to the hotel to sleep with the girl."

　　 "Also, as long as you have arrangements."

　　 "By the way, Dad, I'm driving 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 was either scrapped or resold, but now Zhang Xin doesn’t care about tens of thousands of dollars, thinking that Dad can also drive to work. If you buy him a new car, his mother He Cuizhen will definitely be nagging endlessly. If you drive this car to him, then there will be nothing so much.

　　 "If you don't drive, just drive me, so that your mother and I will always grab seats on the shuttle bus."

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

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

　　 "It's okay. Go home tomorrow and have breakfast before leaving. We will go to work an hour later than usual."

　　 "Good too."

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

　　 Li Xueer opened the suitcase and wanted to see the outfits of tomorrow. Zhang Xin took the opportunity to take a shower.

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

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

　　 Li Xueer stuck out his tongue: "I was walking in a hurry, so I dragged the box into the car before I had time to organize it."

　　 "Then you go take a bath first, and when you finish the bath, you can match it with you, even if you wear it one by one."

　　 Li Xueer tilted her head for a moment and thought it made sense. After all, she was not wearing it at night. There will be time later.

　　 Just as Li Xueer was taking a shower, Zhang Xin was lying on the bed listening to the sound of running water, and his heart was itchy. When he saw the messed up suitcase on the side, Zhang Xin helped Li Xueer fold the clothes neatly to distract him.

　　 In the luggage, in addition to some clothes and underwear, Zhang Xin also sorted out a strange piece of clothing, because this piece of clothing is obviously not underwear, but it is not like the style that can be worn directly outside.

After unfolding it, I found out that it was a one-piece suit that Li Xueer usually wears for dancing and doing yoga~www.readwn.com~ Zhang Xin felt the silky smoothness on her hands, and couldn't help putting it under her nose and smelling it. This scene happened to be watched by Li Xueer who had just come out of the shower.

　　 Li Xueer rushed over and stuffed the jumpsuit into the suitcase, then closed the suitcase, and then blushed and looked at Zhang Xin, as if examining Zhang Xin.

　　 Zhang Xin quickly explained: "That... don't get me wrong. I just want to help you organize your suitcase. I haven't really touched the coveralls. I'm just a little curious. I'm not a fetish."

　　 Li Xueer's voice is like a mosquito: "Why does that uncle smell it?"

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

　　 Zhang Xin simply turned his mind: "I've touched it all, and smelled what's wrong, will you still fall into my clutches later?"

　　 After finishing speaking, he hugged Li Xueer horizontally and put it on the bed gently. Before Li Xueer struggled, he went to bed and held her in his arms.

　　 Li Xueer struggled symbolically, then blushed and closed his eyes, as if he was picking it up.

　　 Zhang Xin felt itchy when he thought of Li Xueer wearing a one-piece suit. He thought that he would have to wait until later to satisfy the turmoil in his heart. He never thought that he would get his wish today.

So Zhang Xin pressed Li Xueer’s ears and spoke out the deepest thoughts in her heart. Li Xueer opened her eyes and stared directly at Zhang Xin. After a long while, she said softly: "Uncle, you usually see too many unhealthy things. This is not good."

　　 But even though he said so, his body did not refuse. He blushed and put on the jumpsuit in front of Zhang Xin. Of course, the white dance socks that he often wore with him did not fall.