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On the edge of this freezing cold pond, Luo Jun's body was icy cold like an iron rod after he had just bathed in the water.

Lorna's fragrant kiss brought a bit of warmth to Luo Jun.

However, Luo Jun did not want to do anything outside, as it would be easy for his weakened body to be invaded by viruses. This was definitely not the time to relax. If he wanted to relax, he would need to enter the warm shelter.

Luo Jun gently pushed Lorna away. This seductive politician had an exquisite figure.

Her undergarments had been taken for washing, leaving nothing but her thermal wear, revealing the gentle curves that men desire.

At this moment, she pressed her body tightly against Luo Jun, arching her back and tilting her beautiful face upwards, truly irresistible in her tenderness.

However, Luo Jun remained rational. He could not afford to fall ill at this time, neither could she.

"Let's go rest. We need to set out early tomorrow, so we should conserve our energy," Luo Jun said.

But Lorna replied, "Those survivors will definitely recognize me. I must maintain my image. How will we establish our identities to them at that time?"

As expected of a politician, Lorna raised a question that Luo Jun had not even considered.

As she spoke, Luo Jun pondered while putting on his clothes.

Yet he could not come up with a better answer.

"They don't know I'm an assassin. You could come up with an excuse to explain my identity. This should be a routine operation for politicians like you," Luo Jun said.

Hearing this, Lorna did not get angry or make a sarcastic remark about the hypocrisy of politicians. She simply nodded and said, "If you're willing, I could say you're a special bodyguard from our military. That way, your killings would be seen as acts of justice."

Luo Jun found this arrangement quite reasonable.

"As your special bodyguard, would it also be reasonable for me to sleep with you?" Luo Jun smiled mischievously.

"They could understand that. People have desires. Since you've protected me and kept me alive, presenting myself as a female politician with a touching adventure romance would be even more moving. This could be of great significance for next year's election," Lorna said.

Hearing this, Luo Jun was slightly startled.

Evidently, she had already planned for the time after leaving the island and securing votes.

People would be highly attentive to Lorna after her recent near-death experience over the past six months. Add a romance to the story, and it would become a little episode in her election campaign, allowing her to capitalize on her advantage and win more votes.

One had to admit that her plan was quite feasible.

"But unfortunately, I'm Asian, which doesn't fit your country's situation," Luo Jun said with a cold laugh.

"We can handle your identity issue. Besides, you've never set foot in your country. You grew up and received your education and training in the United States of America."

Lorna used her excellent interpersonal skills to persuade Luo Jun.

But Luo Jun shook his head with a smile, "I did grow up in the United States of America, but my upbringing was in a traditional Chinese family environment. I have a deep sense of patriotism. Even if I wanted to help you, your opponents could accuse you of treason."

"No, the future belongs to China. We must take the path of Sino-American cooperation. I believe more rational people will see through this truth. With me in power, it would benefit your country as well. At the same time, your identity would be completely whitewashed, and you would become a heroic agent in the hearts of the American people."

Each point Lorna made was carefully thought out and stood up to scrutiny and execution.

Luo Jun felt afraid of this woman.

Though she was still stranded on the island, her mind was constantly focused on managing her political career.

She had an air of strategic planning and achieving victory from afar.

"In that case, I would have to become your husband, an Asian husband to a female president. Don't you think that would be putting me on the chopping block?" Luo Jun recognized the merits of Lorna's plan, but it was also extremely risky!

Moreover, it would thrust Luo Jun, who had lived in the shadows as an underground assassin, into the spotlight.

"If you're willing, I'm willing to be on the chopping block with you," Lorna said tenderly.

For a fleeting moment, Luo Jun had the illusion that she had developed feelings for him, but he quickly dismissed the thought.

"I..."

Before Luo Jun could utter his refusal, Lorna covered his mouth with her hand, preventing him from speaking.

"You don't need to answer me now. Answer me when we leave the island," Lorna said.

After holding Luo Jun tightly for a while, she turned and returned to the shelter.

Luo Jun stood there stunned, finally realizing why Lorna had asked him earlier if he had feelings for Li Shi.

After receiving his denial, she immediately launched her offensive to implement her plan.

For her, marriage was a political tool. As a female politician seeking to ascend to the pinnacle of power, she needed not only herself but also a formidable dark force.

And Luo Jun was precisely such a person.

She had investigated Luo Jun and knew that he was the most outstanding individual from the former American underground agent base.

If he could join her ranks, Lorna believed she would no longer be helpless and would have the ability to retaliate against Smith's attacks.

Yet Luo Jun was thinking about how to withdraw from this circle.

With a troubled mind, Luo Jun entered the shelter as well.

Although it was not yet night, Luo Jun needed to rest, so he lay down on the heated ground. Li Shi and Jenny went out to tend the fire and prepare dinner.

Lorna snuggled up to Luo Jun, using her body to keep him warm.

After all, Luo Jun was still lacking warmth after his cold water bath. Her plump body pressed tightly against him, quickly warming him up.

Lorna had not given up on her invitation to Luo Jun. She knew she had six more months to gradually make this iron-hearted man fall in love with her or at least agree to help her.

Although Luo Jun, as a man, tried his best to control himself, he was eventually overwhelmed by her tenderness after being warmed up.

Li Shi and Jenny were outside tending the fire, and upon hearing Luo Jun and Lorna's heavy breathing, they too felt a burning sensation throughout their bodies.

Li Shi was troubled and said she needed to gather some dry firewood before walking away.

Jenny knew full well that Li Shi must be feeling hurt inside, but she had no confirmed relationship with Luo Jun whatsoever – she was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

And Luo Jun had his own principles. Not only did he never act improperly towards Li Shi, but he also maintained control over himself.

Therefore, Jenny was well aware that a man like Luo Jun, whose true love was something many women would never attain in their lifetime, did not have any feelings for Lorna either, even though she was currently with him. To Luo Jun, their relationship was merely one of mutual need.

He was as rational as a hunting wolf, never leaving a shred of emotion behind on Lorna.

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