Jiang Ling did not care when he heard Bulma say Vegeta's name.
After all, if they really counted it up, he was the one who had cut Vegeta off first.
What reason did he have to be angry at him?
The pressure from the evil Androids had left Earth in an apocalypse.
Naturally, there were no forms of entertainment either.
After everyone had dinner, they went straight back to their rooms to rest.
Jiang Ling lay on the big bed in the guest room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
It had been fine in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. There were no women there, and training was the only thing on his mind.
When he got tired from training, he rested and slept. He simply had not had the slightest thought of that sort.
But the moment he returned to this relaxed environment and saw a future Bulma who looked exactly like his girlfriend Bulma, yet had a completely different air—gentle, graceful, and pleasant—on top of two years of restraint...
Jiang Ling's mind was now filled with images of his girlfriend Bulma and future Bulma switching back and forth.
He could not be blamed for it.
It was only a man's hormones acting up.
But it really was too unbearable.
If he wanted to solve that sort of problem, he could just ask Miss Five for help.
It was not as if Jiang Ling had never done that back when he did not have a girlfriend.
He believed every guy would do something like that.
After thinking it over, Jiang Ling got up.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Ling was startled, and his interest instantly vanished...
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Bulma..."
He went over and opened the door.
What entered his eyes was Bulma