Venice's Turin Hotel, the hotel where He Xueyun stayed previously.
Following the crowd at the carnival, Zhou Hao and He Xueyun arrived there.
The two of them walked side by side with extremely calm expressions on their faces.
However, if one were to pay close attention, they would be able to notice ripples in He Xueyun's eyes. Spring light rippled out, and there were traces of suppressed restlessness in Zhou Hao's eyes as well.
The two of them went straight to the inn He Xueyun stayed at previously, and watched as He Xueyun took out the key to open the door, but her right hand was trembling slightly, and after a few tries, she finally managed to open the door.
Zhou Hao immediately followed He Xueyun in, and closed the door behind him.
There were no lights on in the room. In the darkness, there were lights coming from the windows outside and the sounds of music coming from the carnival could be heard.
The moment Zhou Hao closed the door, a soft jade body pounced on him and threw herself into his embrace.
Immediately after, her lips that were as soft as cotton pasted onto Zhou Hao's mouth, and she was even more passionate than when they were in the alleyway.
Her two hands wrapped around Zhou Hao's neck as she tiptoed to follow Zhou Hao and passionately kiss him.
This was the first time He Xueyun had had a taste of true love with a man, and she was extremely excited.
Furthermore, He Xueyun even turned the tables around later and allowed Zhou Hao to lie on the bed. Zhou Hao thought that she was indeed the kind of woman who would act like a pampered woman in front of noble wives.