Incheon International Airport.

Park Ji-hoon and his entourage walked out and saluted with large and small boxes.

No reporter knows his itinerary, so naturally there is no way to squat.

"Hello, Mr. Park Ji-hoon!" many tourists at the airport greeted him.

In the six months since leaving, the fame has not decreased, but has become more remarkable, and it can be said that it has truly extended to all ages of society. As people often say, a person may not know who the "second richest person is", but most of them will know who the richest man is, let alone pull down the head of the "Samsung Empire" Lee Kun-hee.

has made incredible achievements and has had a greater impact on the world, but in South Korea itself, it is this title of "richest man" that has more influence.

Moreover, where do ordinary people have the opportunity to come into contact with Lee Kun-hee? Park Ji-hoon is different, and it is rare that he has a good personality.

Walking out of the airport, more than half of the tourists greeted him.

However, no one asked him for an autograph, after all, there are so many salutes in a group of big boxes and small boxes, and the title of "richest man" has its own deterrent effect.

Two cars came.

Afraid of being stalked and harassed by reporters, he didn't drive his nanny car, just two ordinary SUVs, one for luggage and one for people.

Go straight home.

After going out for more than half a year, as soon as he returned to China, Park Ji-hoon actually felt a little trance for a while, looking sideways at the scenery outside the window all the way. Seeing that the streets and buildings on both sides are becoming more and more familiar, a wave of excitement, eagerness and anticipation gradually swells up in my heart.

Not to mention that the reporter didn't know his whereabouts, even Taeyeon and the others were not notified.

However, no one should be home at this time.

In late August, it was another afternoon, the weather was hot, and there were hardly many pedestrians on the streets, and even the green trees and flowers on both sides of the streets looked sluggish.

It was rare to see a few children walking through the streets, and one of them seemed to be moving and slapped his hand on the street lamp next to the street, and then I saw him suddenly jump up, retract his hand like lightning, grin his teeth, and blow on that hand.

Park Ji-hoon couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth.

At this time, the street lamp pole is estimated to be able to emit water vapor when splashing the scoop of water!

Before I knew it, I had arrived at Nonhyeon-dong.

Enter the complex.

Stop in front of the villa.

The maple trees are still there, blocking the sun and casting dappled shadows on the ground.

"Bang!" was just the sound of the car door closing softly, but it seemed to be amplified, and it was very obvious.

There is a sense of tranquility throughout the street.

After Park Ji-hoon and Lee Fan took their suitcases, they opened the door and entered the villa.

At a glance, you can see the tassel-like wisteria under the wall, densely packed, the branches and vines are winding like dragons and snakes, climbing around the trellis, forming a flower gallery, and a bunch of huge flower spikes hang between the green leaf vines, purple with blue, bright like clouds, and a strip of pods like pods are dotted in between.

Wisteria generally buds appear in March, bloom in April and May, and begin to bear fruit in August. Sometimes, however, wisteria blooms again in late summer and early autumn, as in the courtyard, with its splendid flower spikes and slender pods set against the backdrop of feathery green leaves.

Lawns, fish ponds, and bonsai are still the same.

The one-tailed koi fish seemed to be repelled by the heat, lurking underwater and refusing to rise.

A shallow smile and relaxation appeared on Park Ji-hoon's face.

During the time he went abroad, he was also under a lot of pressure, especially when he was working very hard and pretending to be calm and easy.

Finally arrived at the door.

Park Ji-hoon and Li Fan carried two huge luggage generals, changed their shoes at the door, and entered the living room.

There are actually people!

As if hearing the movement, Krystal got up and stood beside the sofa, looked over, and was suddenly startled when he saw that it was him.

The surprise came too suddenly!

"Oppa!" Krystal threw his phone down the couch, cheered, and trotted over to him.

A familiar body fragrance, soft, like a pair of small hands gently plucking his sense of smell, touch, and reason.

It's summer!

Krystal was wearing a very cool shirt, a black and white striped short-sleeved T-shirt on the top, a pair of black hot pants on the bottom, barefoot, wearing red sandals, and white skin as far as the eye could see.

Fortunately, Park Ji-hoon's self-control is not bad, put down the suitcase, smiled and hugged Krystal's soft body.

I haven't seen her for half a year, and I feel like she's grown a lot.

"Why did OPPA come back suddenly, I don't know if we were notified in advance......" Krystal didn't give Park Ji-hoon a chance to speak at all, as if he was talking rap.

"Huh?" Halfway through speaking, he seemed to notice something, and suddenly reached down and touched it.

Park Ji-hoon was taken aback.

Fortunately, Krystal's hand stopped in his lower abdomen, and after touching it, as if he didn't believe it, he was about to burrow into his clothes again.

"Ahh

No matter how you say it, he is also a normal man, and he has not been close to women for half a year.

"It's not that I haven't touched it!" said Krystal dissatisfied.

I haven't seen you for half a year, but I'm unfamiliar!

"You try not to eat meat for half a year, and see what it's like to smell the smell of barbecue!" Park Ji-hoon glared at her and said.

"Oppa is barbecue!" Krystal said after a moment's pause, then quickly understood, pouted, and said.

Park Ji-hoon is just exaggerating.

Besides, it's more fun to tease Park Ji-hoon.

"oppa, how much weight have you gained?" said to Park Zhixun after greeting Li Fan. As soon as I hugged it, I felt that Park Ji-hoon was fat, and I touched my lower abdomen, and even more so, my abdominal muscles were gone!

"Also, how can OPPA have such short hair?" Park Ji-hoon's hair is a little longer than his head.

"I didn't gain much weight, and now I'm only 150 pounds. Park Ji-hoon said with a smile. Judging from the data alone, his height is indeed not fat, but it is not the well-defined muscles that he used to have, so Krystal will say that he is fat.

"The abs are gone!" Krystal reached out again and touched his lower abdomen, and asked again, "Where's the hair?"

"This is because I was allergic to seafood and had a rash on my scalp, so I shaved my hair. Park Ji-hoon smiled and replied. I was afraid that they would be worried, so I didn't say it, but now there is no need to hide it.

This trip is also a food tour, I have tasted all the cuisines of various countries, and now I don't know what exactly I am allergic to.

"......" Krystal didn't know what to say to him for a while.

"Why are you at home today?" Park Ji-hoon asked as he changed the subject.

"I'm at home if I don't have anything to do. Krystal replied. There are also some otaku, although not as serious as Park Min Ah, Taeyeon and Yoo Li.

"There's a gift for you in the box, open it yourself. Park Ji-hoon smiled and said, "I'll go take a shower and change my clothes." ”

"Okay!" Krystal's eyes lit up, he looked at the four large suitcases, and couldn't wait to answer, but then he remembered something, and shouted to Park Ji-hoon, who had already turned around: "Oppa, don't do strange things in the bathroom!"

Park Ji-hoon stumbled.