Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

Standing in a confrontation, there is an undercurrent surging.

"What's wrong? The atmosphere has become so strange?" Bulma was the first to relax, looking at Vegeta and Yamcha with some wonder.

She really couldn't figure it out, were these two people born evil spirits?Why are you so jealous when you meet?

"Is there? It's okay, haha..." Yamcha didn't know how many times this was the first awkward smile, and he smoothed things over, "It's already dinner time, Vegeta should be waiting for us to come back for dinner, right? Let's go eat together."

"Heh." Vegeta sneered, passed them directly, and walked towards the gravity room.

have a meal together?What a joke.

Is he going to watch the two of them kiss me in front of him?

This kind of thing really dirty his eyes.

"Vegeta..." Bulma looked at his back as he left, and wanted to stop him and talk to him about shopping.

But his cold and angry look made Bulma don't know how to speak, so he could only give up and plan to tell him when he had time.

The Breaves went out for a walk, and Bulma and Yamcha were the only ones in the restaurant.

With no one bothering and Vegeta not around, this is a good opportunity to talk.

But Yamcha tried several times but couldn't speak, he was nervous and hesitant, and flinched.

Such a great opportunity wasted.

After Bulma had dinner, she went back to the operating room and changed into her overalls. She still had a lot of research to do.

It wasn't until near midnight that she came out covered in stains. While Yamucha was standing at the door waiting for her, she was also brewing.

"You seem to have something to say to me?" Bulma wiped off the sweat from his forehead and walked to the bathroom.

"Hmm...will you be free later?" Yamucha took a deep breath.

Bulma nodded and walked to the bathroom: "It's free, but after I take a shower, the clothes on my body are all stuck together, it's too uncomfortable."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in the guest room." Yamucha relaxed a little, as long as he was willing to listen to his explanation, it meant he had a chance.

Bulma felt that the place was not suitable, but Yamcha had already left, shrugging her shoulders to express her resignation.

It's just talking, it should be fine.

it's so late to the guest room

After all, the relationship with Yamcha changed. After taking a bath, Bulma specially put on long-sleeved pajamas with long pants instead of a nightgown with a loose belt.

While wiping her wet hair, she walked towards the stairs, and happened to meet Vegeta, who had just returned from the gravity room, at the foot of the stairs, who had let go of his anger.

"Huh, you finished so late? The chef said you didn't have dinner today, do you need someone to prepare it?" When Bulma saw him, her mood subconsciously became better, and her concern for him was naturally revealed.

When Vegeta saw her, his heart also tightened. Seeing that she was alone, without that obtrusive guy beside her, his face finally eased up, and he responded to her lightly: "No need."

He was already full of gas watching the two of them together at night.

The two walked upstairs one after the other.

After Bulma went up, he entered the corridor ahead of time, while Vegeta was still walking upstairs.

Realizing that she didn't intend to go to the bedroom floor, Vegeta couldn't help turning his face to follow Bulma's direction.

He didn't know what Bulma was going to do at first, but he suddenly remembered that it was the guest room where Yamcha was, and his face suddenly turned cold, and his hands were directly pinched and deformed by the handrail of the ladder.

This woman didn't go back to her bedroom after taking a bath in the evening, but went to the ex-man's room. No matter who it was, she couldn't stop thinking about it.

Vegeta has been standing on the stairs of this floor until he saw Bulma open the door of the guest room and walk in.

bang-

In his anger, he unconsciously tore the entire handrail off the stairs.

Vegeta let go of the armrest, with immeasurable anger hidden all over his body, however, he stopped in front of the guest room door, stopped for a long time, turned and left.

That woman in Bulma, who she was with, and what she was doing had nothing to do with him!

Bulma and Yamcha in the guest room only heard strange sounds from outside.

"It seems that something has been torn off? I'll go and have a look." Bulma just closed the door and planned to go out to have a look.

"It's okay. The housekeeper and servants are so diligent. If there is something wrong, they should deal with it in time." Yamcha hurried over and grabbed Bulma's wrist.

He couldn't wait.

Bulma turned her head to look at his hand in a daze, then pulled it back reflexively, and looked at him awkwardly.

This small detail made Yamucha feel a pain in his heart.

"It's too late. If there is something to do...it is better to talk during the day." Bulma felt more and more that the atmosphere of staying here was very strange.

"Bulma, you misunderstood that matter. Although I did make a mistake, can you give me a chance?" Yamcha didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and immediately said to her sincerely.

"Which thing?" Bulma hesitated at the door, intending to listen to him.

"Because I had a fight with you last time, I deliberately found the woman who has been pursuing me, but I didn't know that she drugged me, not only took me to the hotel, but also called you over... I lost my ability to think at that time , but after you found out that you left, I really didn't do anything to her." When Yamcha narrated this incident, he had deep remorse and self-blame, and it didn't seem like he was lying.

"So, what happened that day was actually deliberately planned by that woman, just to make me break up with you and be with you?" Bulma was a little surprised and surprised when she heard the truth.

Yamucha took a step forward and asked in a begging tone, "Can we still be together?"

her rejection

He was too anxious, and just after explaining, he said what was in his heart.

This series of two messages made Bulma's head unable to react for a while.

She is a genius in scientific research, but she has no IQ in terms of emotions, and her EQ is also very low.

What made her uncomfortable some time ago, but now she is told: this is a misunderstanding, this is calculated by others.

She needs time to slow down.

"Bulma, I had a lot of problems before. I liked to quarrel with you. My eyes were high and my hands were low. I was complacent after following Sun Wukong to solve some big bosses. I thought I was invincible. I also had an ambiguous attitude towards those girls who admired me. I didn't think about you at the time. How I feel..." Yamcha began to chatter about his own problems.

He reached out again and took Bulma's hand.

Bulma, who was stunned there, did not refuse.To be precise, her brain was blank and unresponsive.

The man in front of her has been in love with her for many years.

"But even if you say that..." Bulma was very complicated, hesitated a few times, and didn't know how to continue.

Lovers who were familiar before, now seem very strange.

Feelings cease to exist after all.

"I know you are very angry and disappointed in me, so give me a chance to come back to you." Seeing that she didn't let go of his hand, Yamucha felt more hopeful in his heart, and exerted a little force , and pulled Bulma into his arms.

Yamcha's unique breath lingered on Bulma's nostrils. Not long ago, she was very infatuated with this feeling, but at this moment she could only resist.

"Sorry, I can't do it. I don't have feelings for you anymore." Bulma settled down and pushed him away.

Unwilling to give up, Yamucha used brute force to wrap her in his arms.

"That's because you're still angry." He tried to coax Bulma like before.

But this time, Bulma resolutely refused again: "No, I'm not angry. On the contrary, no matter what you did, I don't care if there is a misunderstanding."

She said she didn't care.

As a friend, she will care if Yamcha is hurt, but emotionally, she doesn't care who Yamcha is with.

There is not the slightest turmoil in my heart.

"It really is like this..." Yamcha let go of her with a wry smile, his eyes were full of sadness, "Is it because of Vegeta? You are with him, right?"

Vegeta...

When these three words were mentioned, the serious and indifferent face immediately appeared in Bulma's mind, and his heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

"I'm not with him." Bulma calmed down, shook his head and said softly.

"When you go shopping today, no matter what you see, you will think about whether this is suitable for Vegeta, and whether that Vegeta will like it." Yamcha took a deep breath, stepped back to the side of the bed, and sat down in a daze , "Why is he the one you like? That devil..."

Bulma was a little dazed after hearing his words. She always thought of Vegeta naturally during this time, but when she heard Yamcha slandering Vegeta like that, she suddenly retorted a little unhappy: "He is not a demon." .”

Looking at her serious expression, Yamcha felt pain in his heart.

When Vegeta first came to Earth, Bulma hid behind him in horror, and it was the first time she used "devil" to describe Vegeta.

And now, everything has changed.

I like it

"Does he know?" Yamucha's voice came faintly.

"What?" Bulma didn't understand what he meant.

Yamucha paused for a moment, then repeated unwillingly: "He knows, do you like him?"

Bulma was stunned again, leaning her back against the door, a little at a loss.

Do you like Vegeta?

yeah she is anyway