"Arms, upper arms, ......," Park Ji-hoon shouted softly as he shook his right arm.

Boxing is not only about exercising strength, but also requires flexibility, and he also likes to swim, although the flexibility of the body is not very good, but it is not bad, otherwise it is impossible to directly interlock his hands behind his back.

It's just that too much exertion accumulated in the body, coupled with the lack of preparation, leads to cramps in the upper arms.

"Make a fist, bend your forearm, then stretch out your arms and palms, and repeat!" Park Min-ah and Jung Yeon-a learned a lot of first-aid knowledge that may be used in daily life, and they responded very quickly.

Park Ji-hoon followed the advice and after repeating it several times, the symptoms of cramps were finally relieved.

"Brother should really have a good rest for a while!" Park Min-ah helped him gently massage his right arm and whispered in his mouth.

"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon replied, "This work is over." ”

Although I usually pay attention to food supplements and have unique conditions, after all, it cannot replace rest and exercise. It's been a long time since I've exercised, and it's no longer the body that used to be able to swim back and forth on the Han River easily.

"Okay, hurry up and wrap yourself in the quilt!" After saying that, Park Ji-hoon withdrew his arm and said to Park Min-ah. She is very afraid of heat, and she wears summer pajamas and pajamas, and she has just woken up and is prone to catching a cold.

"Hey...... he laughed, and then retracted back into the sofa and wrapped up the quilt, revealing only his head and arms.

Park Ji-hoon helped her bring the soup to hand.

"Brother, don't eat too much. Park Min-ah did not forget to advise.

"After eating this, I won't eat it. Park Ji-hoon picked up the half-eaten potstickers and said with a look of great determination. For those who love food, it is not easier to control their appetite than it is to keep Park Min-ah on exercise.

"I'll eat it in the morning!" Park Min-ah said with a smile in her eyes.

Like a child!

"I'll go take a shower first. Park Ji-hoon ate the potstickers and duck soup in two bites, got up and said.

Park Min-ah blinked, wanting to say something but didn't speak.

Sure enough, just ten minutes later, I saw Park Ji-hoon change into an autumn coat and pants, holding the quilt, and returning to the living room with something in his hand.

The lights weren't turned off yet, and Park Min Ah curled up on the sofa playing with her phone.

"What are you playing?" Park Ji-hoon asked, putting the quilt beside her.

“《Minecraft》。 Park Min Ah replied. She doesn't like the usual girls, she doesn't read much entertainment news, fashion magazines, etc., but likes the "basic" game of Minecraft.

"Why did my brother take it out?" After seeing the things in Park Ji-hoon's hand, he suddenly paused, put aside the mobile phone that he hadn't put down when he was talking, and asked in surprise.

Photo album!

A very old photo album that is obviously not of very good quality, Min-ah's mother made it herself, and Park Min-ah's ingenuity is inherited from her mother.

"I recall what my family Minya looked like when she was a child. Park Ji-hoon slipped sideways into the quilt and sat against the back of the sofa.

Park Min-ah helped him tidy up the quilt so that it wouldn't leak around, and then sat side by side.

Only then did Park Ji-hoon open the album.

The homepage is a family photo, Papa Park, Mom Minah, Park Ji-hoon, and Park Min-ah. Father Park was still depressed at the time, but his eyebrows had been stretched, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a slightly stiff smile; Min-ah's mother had a gentle and quiet smile on her face, and she was like Park Min-ah's appearance when she grew up, her eyes were very gentle, and Park Ji-hoon's gentle and considerate side was inherited from her; Park Ji-hoon had just entered the first year of junior high school, and her horse-like personality had gradually been subdued by Min-ah's mother, with a correct posture, holding Park Min-ah's little hand with one hand; Park Min-ah had just entered elementary school, but she was already like a little adult, holding Park Ji-hoon's hand with one hand, and her eyes had just been withdrawn from Park Ji-hoon。

Around the photo, there is also a handwritten message from Minya's mother - I hope that our Xunxun and Minya will always be happy and healthy!

The moment she saw the photo, Park Min Ah's eyes turned red!

I think of my mother!

Park Ji-hoon grabbed her shoulders and gently pressed her head with his palm, letting her rest on his shoulder.

"What were you looking at at the time?" asked Park Ji-hoon in order to help her distract herself, and she was also a little curious. He remembered that Park Min-ah glanced at him, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he couldn't help but ask when he saw the photo again today.

"Brother hurt me at that time!" Park Minya blinked, a little sour, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a smile, but she said lightly.

"Huh?" Park Ji-hoon was stunned and said, "I didn't pay attention at the time. ”

In junior high school, it was the time when the boys sprouted their minds that they had grown up, and Min-ah's mother solemnly entrusted Park Min-ah to him, and her sense of responsibility was bursting, so she unconsciously used her strength in her hands.

"Hey...... hey" After a sneer, Park Ji-hoon turned the next page.

Two photos, one of Park Ji-hoon's elementary school graduation photos, and one of Park Min-ah's photos of just going to elementary school with a schoolbag on her back.

This time, Park Ji-hoon's eyes were slightly sour.

Minya's mother said that she didn't know if she could see him graduating from junior high school and high school, so she used a photo of her elementary school graduation.

The hand holding the album paused before putting it aside and holding it involuntarily.

As if sensing his mood swings, Park Min-ah stretched out a small hand from the quilt and groped around his eyes, as if to check if he was crying.

He is a very emotional person, so he doesn't make friends easily.

"Beware of me biting you!" Park Ji-hoon said with a pretended relaxation.

"Humph!" Park snorted, her fingers scratching his chin a few times before quickly retracting into the covers.

Park Ji-hoon twitched the corner of his mouth, wrapped his left arm around the little guy's neck, and gently pinched the tip of her upturned nose.

I thought it would end like this, but unexpectedly, Park Minya's hand suddenly got under the quilt and gently scratched his waist a few times.

He's also afraid of itching!

Park Ji-hoon's body trembled and he almost threw the album out.

After Park Min Ah retracted her hand, she simply put the album aside and stared at the little guy with an unkind gaze.

Park Min-ah had already sat up straight, and when she saw this, she hurriedly wrapped the quilt tightly, grabbed it with her hand inside, and looked back at him with a vigilant but not to be outdone.

Like a large caterpillar.

"You think I can't help it, do you?" said Park Ji-hoon with a smirk.

Park Min-ah reacted quickly, and as soon as her feet shrunk, she wanted to press it with the quilt.

However, it was already too late!

Park Ji-hoon stepped forward and hugged her leg through the quilt to prevent her from falling off the sofa, then grabbed her right foot and lifted the quilt.

From small to large, tried and tested means!

"Brother, I was wrong!" Park Min-ah had already begun to beg for mercy.

"It's late!" Park Ji-hoon had already grabbed her feet into his hands, the soles of her feet were no bigger than his own palms, because of the fear of itching, the five white and delicate toes seemed to be shy, and curled up tightly.

However, it is useless at all!

Park Ji-hoon grabbed the soles of his feet.

"Ahh