Incheon International Airport.

After Park Ji-hoon got off the plane, he took his luggage and left, and suddenly found that there were many reporters and fans at the airport.

It wasn't to wait for him, his itinerary was not revealed, and he wasn't attending a public event, and the reporter didn't know. And, looking at the cheering cards held by those fans, you can see that there are EXO, Shinee, oh, and Girls' Generation, all of them are fans.

Are there any activities?

This thought just swirled in Park Ji-hoon's mind, and he continued to walk out with his suitcase.

Four boxes filled with various gifts, three of which the assistant carried and one for himself.

Bodyguards are not used to carry boxes.

Some reporters saw their group and were surprised and stunned, so they stepped forward to take pictures and try to interview.

But they were all kept out.

Now he has the strength to make his own rules, even if he doesn't have the identity of the richest man, he only accepts interviews when he wants to be interviewed, and he refuses directly if he doesn't want to. The entertainment industry has always spoken on strength, even if the media is dissatisfied, they will be there obediently next time. Don't think too highly of journalists, especially entertainment news reporters.

It just so happened that the people from the company seemed to come out, and a group of reporters shifted their targets one after another.

Park Ji-hoon did not go out of his way to wait, but left on his own.

If you don't have a call, you can meet at home, and if you have an announcement, you can meet in the evening, so there's no need to get together here. Moreover, the driver and bodyguards are still waiting for him.

However, before he had gone far, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from behind him.

The sound of "popping" and "popping" slippers came from far and near.

Those who can make the bodyguards "ignore" are naturally acquaintances.

"OPPA!" Before Park Ji-hoon could turn around, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears, and at the same time, he was wrapped around his neck with an arm.

A familiar aroma is smelled at the tip of the nose.

Krystal。

The weather was hot, wearing a T-shirt, hot pants, and slippers on his feet, and he was excited.

As soon as I finished the formalities, I saw Park Zhixun and his party, and she was so sharp-eyed that she couldn't catch up after a while.

"OPPA has just returned to China?" she continued to ask without waiting for Park Ji-hoon to speak.

"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon answered, gently brushed her arm away, and said, "Image." ”

Krystal continued to ask, disapprovingly, "OPPA going home now?"

"What about you?" Park Ji-hoon nodded and asked.

"I'm going to the crew!" Krystal replied, pouting.

I finally managed to find time to participate in the company's overseas activities, and after returning to China, I had to rush to the crew immediately, and I didn't have time to go home to rest.

"Work harder. Park Ji-hoon smiled.

"Did OPPA buy a gift?" asked Krystal with interest.

"Yes. Park Ji-hoon replied.

"Keep it for me!" Krystal admonished.

Although there are a lot of gifts, there are more people in the family, and I am afraid that I will not have what I like.

After all, it's not a birthday or other reward, but a gift that he brings back together, and he doesn't bother to choose a gift for everyone, which is too tiring, so it's often on a first-come, first-served basis.

"Okay. Park Ji-hoon replied.

The two walked out of the airport while talking.

Krystal went to the crew in his own car, and Park Ji-hoon went home without waiting for Taeyeon and the others to come out.

We will be able to meet in the evening.

When I returned home, it was empty, so I took a shower, changed into a T-shirt and shorts, and came to the living room to read the latest domestic news.

During this time, I patronized socializing and holding meetings in the United States, and did not pay attention to domestic news.

It's also a break.

I don't know if it's physical relaxation, but it's mainly mental. A person lying on the sofa, lying down if you want to lie down, lying down if you want to lie down, you can put a cushion on a cushion if you want to pad, you can cushion two if you want to pad two, holding a mobile phone, eating fruit drinks, no one disturbs, no worries, and it is the best relaxation for the spirit.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep on the couch.

Hold your phone.

Sleep until dark.

It was Park Min Ah who woke him up when he came home.

"Ah sneeze", "Ah sneeze", after waking up, the first thing is to sneeze twice in a row.

It was too hot outside, the temperature inside the house was a little low, he fell asleep looking at his phone, didn't cover the blanket at all, just hugged two pillows, and curled up.

Unsurprisingly, I caught a cold.

"Why did my brother fall asleep like this?" Park Min-ah reached out and touched his forehead, sneering lightly.

Fortunately, there was no fever.

Park Ji-hoon touched his nose, got up and moved his slightly stiff body, changed the subject and asked, "Just came back?"

"Well, brother, go take a hot bath, put on more clothes, and then go to dinner. Park Min-ah helped him pull up his T-shirt and admonished.

After Park Ji-hoon answered, he patted Park Min-ah's arm lightly and said in a nasal voice, "You can also go wash up." ”

I just got home, and I haven't put my bag down yet.

After taking a shower, Park Ji-hoon changed into a long-sleeved T-shirt and trousers, which was a little cold, while Park Min-ah wore a T-shirt, shorts, slippers, and a ponytail casually.

"How's it going?" asked Park Min-ah again as soon as they met.

When I saw him wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and trousers, I already knew that he must have caught a cold, otherwise he was also afraid of heat. Still, ask if it's serious.

"It's okay, it's just a little cold, sneezing, it's okay. Park Ji-hoon replied, "Drink some hot soup for a while, get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow morning should be fine." ”

"That's good. Park Min-ah bowed slightly.

It happened that Master Sun was on duty, and he had already boiled the clear soup before and helped the two of them make a pot of Wensi tofu.

Inextricably linked, the knife work is gorgeous, but what really matters is the soup. The hanging soup is oil-free, slag-free, colorless, and it seems that the soup is clear like water, but the umami is mellow and long, and the aftertaste lingers, and Park Ji-hoon likes chicken soup.

The dish is a relatively light Chinese cuisine.

"Things have been dealt with?" Park Min-ah asked about his trip to the United States.

"Alright. Park Ji-hoon took a sip of soup and replied.

He will do his best to do things outside of his ability, and even if he fails, he will not complain about it. No one's life will be smooth sailing, there will always be obstacles, and there will always be a process from weak to strong. Just like many famous bigwigs in the history books of the Ming Dynasty in China, many of them have been younger brothers to others, and even temporarily attached themselves to the ministers, and finally washed all the lead, stood out, and showed their ambitions.

can't be on top, the so-called ambition and ambition are just empty words.

"When I came back, I met Little Crystal at the airport and asked me to leave her a favorite gift. Park Ji-hoon added with a smile.

"I saw the news. Park Min-ah also smiled.

It has long been reported on the Internet, and there are also photos.

Not only did she know, but Taeyeon and the others also knew that it was the difference between the front and back feet, and the two sides couldn't meet.

"How did you report it?" Park Ji-hoon asked curiously.

In reports on the Internet and in the entertainment industry, it is not surprising that there are any kinds of remarks. The vast majority of media have long since abandoned professional ethics, and gaining attention is the mainstream trend of today's media.

"What do you want to hear?" Park Min-ah asked with a smile as she wiped the corners of her mouth.

Park Ji-hoon's face was embarrassed.