C75 Leave him some face

"Miss Song, is this it?"

The driver was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He handed over a brown glass spray bottle.

Song Xiaodai's hand snatched the spray bottle away as her fingernails scratched the driver's palm, but she didn't care. She held the bottle close to the tip of her nose and took a deep breath.

"Drive the car! Caesar Palace Hotel