Jiang Ling's home.
As someone who kept up his physical training and possessed tremendous strength, Jiang Ling had exceptionally vigorous energy.
But he couldn't just lose himself in a warm bed of tenderness, could he?
It wasn't as if he was the kind of man ruled by lust.
Lately, he had been spending every day in the Gravity Training Room, training until he was utterly exhausted before going back to his room to sleep.
It had already been a month since he had interacted with Bulma at night.
At first, Bulma had been a little resentful, but she quickly adjusted and threw herself into scientific research.
She roamed through the ocean of science.
Before, the two of them had spent all day clapping for love simply because they had just gotten a taste of it and couldn't get enough.
It wasn't that Jiang Ling couldn't perform anymore. On the contrary, his energy was exceptionally vigorous.
Nor was it that he and Bulma no longer had feelings for each other. It was just that after a full day of busyness, they were too tired, and the moment they collapsed onto the bed at night, they fell straight asleep.
There was even one time when Jiang Ling wanted to interact, had already taken off his pants, and had just lain down on the bed—only to fall asleep on the spot.
Who was he supposed to complain to about that?
As his strength increased, the qi and blood in his body grew ever more heated.
Jiang Ling knew this was the result of long-term physical training!
He felt he couldn't keep going like this.
Otherwise, sooner or later, he was going to explode!
He made up his mind and steeled his resolve!
He wouldn't train today!
He would go straight to Bulma!
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