Taehyung didn’t know if her father heard her words, because he was always silent. The motorcycle’s accelerator was blasted, accompanied by the roaring sea breeze, as if they were about to fly up to the clouds.
Her hands hugged her father’s waist tightly and she couldn’t bear to let go. Through a layer of fabric, she could easily feel his strong abdominal muscles that were full of strength. The feeling was just like before.
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