Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

How can a person who has been in love not realize that this kind of feeling is called liking?

Ever since Vegeta lived in her house, at first she was afraid of him, afraid of him, and gradually became used to him, familiar with him, and now she always subconsciously cares about Vegeta, and involuntarily wants to see more He glanced.If I can help him, I will do my best.

Vegeta's power is getting stronger day by day, but she doesn't know when it started, she even forgot about it, and getting along with Vegeta is not as cautious as it was at the beginning.

Bulma's mood gradually eased, and after she understood her feelings, she became firm instead.

"He doesn't know now, but that doesn't mean he will know one day."

"You really decided to be with that guy Vegeta? He is cold-blooded and ruthless! He almost killed me and Krillin! You will not be happy with him!" Yamcha's tone was very contradictory. Begging, on the other hand gnashing his teeth.

Bulma answered him earnestly: "That's true, but Vegeta and our stand were different at that time, and now it is different. He fought side by side with us several times. Without his power, we would have been killed by Frieza long ago. On Planet Namek, where is the chance to return to Earth? As for happiness, only I know best."

"I don't believe that a natural warrior, a Saiyan, would agree to be with Earthlings. He is always so proud and looks down on us!" Yamcha's mentality has been distorted.

His fear of Vegeta turned directly into jealousy, resentment, and slander.

Bulma looked at him in surprise, feeling that the Yamcha in front of him had changed.

Not intending to continue entangled with him, turned around and opened the door, ready to leave here.

"Bulma!" Yamcha yelled, with a trembling tone.

"What else?" Bulma stopped and turned her back to him.

"Can I... hug you? One last time, okay?" Yamucha stood up and walked slowly like her.

The voice was very soft, as if afraid of frightening the person in front of him.

Bulma's expression was very calm: "No. We are just ordinary friends. If you think that my friendship with you is too much, then our friendship will come to an end."

Yamcha stopped in her footsteps, looked at Bulma sadly, and failed to continue speaking after opening her mouth several times.

Her attitude is very decisive, which has never been shown to him.

Before them, it was really over.

"You can stay here until your injury recovers." After Bulma said this, she left without looking back.

Yamucha smiled wryly and chased after him: "No need, I'm leaving tomorrow, I just hope that you can at least send me to the door... such a small request, promise me..."

Bulma froze for a moment, then continued to walk forward.

Yamucha's heart full of anticipation fell silent, without any waves.

The handrail on the stairs was ripped out by the roots, and the steel bars mixed with cement were scattered all over the ground.

Bulma looked at this scene in surprise, confused.

I can't get over my anger

All the decoration materials and facilities in her house are the most advanced in the world. It was fine just now, why was it suddenly destroyed?

After standing there thinking for a long time, the only reason I could find was that Vegeta made it like this.

Probably that guy didn't control the strength and accidentally tore it apart?

Forget it, let someone fix it tomorrow.

Bulma stretched back to the upstairs bedroom.

As for what Yamcha said to her, she just listened to it and didn't take it to heart.

She doesn't want to make the relationship between the two of them too rigid, but she will never have any cross-border behavior with Yamcha.

Bulma changed into sportswear the next day, and there were people of the opposite sex other than Vegeta at home, so she was really not used to dressing casually.

On the way to the restaurant, I happened to meet Yamucha.

The atmosphere between the two was a little delicate and awkward, so they could only pretend to be indifferent and walk in together.

In Vegeta's eyes, this seemed like a tacit understanding between the two.

"Hey, Vegeta is so early today? You don't have to work so hard even if you are practicing, isn't your body still injured?" When Bulma saw him, his mood subconsciously improved.

Vegeta didn't speak with a gloomy face, usually he would at least make a cold snort.

Not only did he get up very early, he actually stayed up all night, and as soon as he closed his eyes, Bulma's face appeared, torturing him until dawn.

"Angry early in the morning?" Bulma was also a little unhappy, she didn't want to coax this uncertain guy all the time.

"Forget it, let's eat." Yamucha comforted her in a low voice.

He glanced at Vegeta thoughtfully, but was immediately stared back by a more indifferent and oppressive gaze.

Yamcha's whole body was shocked, and he quickly looked away, pretending to be calm and sitting next to Bulma to eat.

"Is Bulma not going to the company today?" Mrs. Breeves walked in with the little black cat in her arms and asked casually.

"Well, today I'm going to help Yamucha pack things, and then..."

As soon as Bulma opened her mouth to explain to her, she heard a "clang" sound from Vegeta, which shocked everyone present.

Vegeta originally just wanted to put down the tableware in his hand, but he didn't control the force and smashed a hole in the table.

"Tch." Vegeta stood up and walked outside expressionlessly, the chill that radiated made the surroundings freeze.

He didn't want to sit here. He heard from Bulma that she planned to go somewhere with Yamcha today.

It really made him angry!

"Ah? What's wrong with Mr. Bei?" Mrs. Breaves looked at his leaving back in surprise.

"I don't know..." Bulma also shook her head blankly.

"Then what are you going to do?" Mrs. Brives looked away and continued to ask.

"Send Yamucha back."

"Leaving so soon?" Mrs. Breaves would be asking Yamcha.

"Well, I have to go to Teacher Wutian's place earlier." Yamcha found a reason to prevaricate.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, Bulma had already rejected him, and with Vegeta's appearance just now, he was afraid that he would really be wiped out.

Bulma did not answer the call, quietly eating breakfast.

After she planned to send Yamcha away, she had to continue to do scientific research.

After Vegeta left the restaurant, he didn't go directly to the gravity room. His steps were fast at first, but he stopped suddenly when he walked into the yard.

He didn't understand why he, who had always been calm and rational, became so impulsive and irritable?

This is a big no-no!

unintentional practice

The housekeepers and maids who came out of the house were unprepared. After seeing Vegeta's back standing there, they all shuddered uncontrollably.

Huge fear emerged from the bottom of my heart that could not be contained.

Murderous!

The man brought back by Miss Bulma is too scary!

This is what everyone has in mind.

"Go, go!" The butler winked at the maid next to him, and slipped away after rubbing the soles of his feet with oil.

"Since Master Yamcha came, I feel that his anger is getting worse every day."

"Yes. I heard that the Saiyans of the fighting nation want to fight when they see a master. It's really barbaric. I'm really worried about Master Yamcha."

The other little maids were also discussing in low voices, and hurriedly followed the housekeeper away.

They would rather take a detour from other places, and also avoid meeting Vegeta head-on. Just looking at the violent and cold eyes makes their legs weak.

These nagging complaints and panics all reached Vegeta's ears.

He was just too lazy to care about those weak people with only 5 combat power.

"Hey, see a master? A group of guys with no eyesight, Yamcha's weak man is not worthy of being called a master." Vegeta stood there and clenched his fists.

But because of this, he was even more annoyed.

A man who has no challenge at all, why does he loathe and resist so much?

Normally, he would go to the gravity room to start practicing, but today he thought that Bulma and Yamcha were still kissing me in the dining room, so he wished to destroy this place!How can there be any thought to practice!

I want to turn around and throw Yamcha from here into outer space!

Vegeta stood there very tangled in his heart, his head was full of strange thoughts that he couldn't control, and all kinds of strange emotions.

calm down!

The most important thing for him is strength!

He doesn't care who Bulma is with!

Damn, why does that low-level woman always appear in his mind!

"Can you really do this? Using Wukong before the wound has recovered, will it be forced?"

"It's okay, it won't take long to get to Teacher Wu Tian from here."

The conversation between Bulma and Yamcha spread from the corridor to the outside of the courtyard.

This brought Vegeta back to his senses suddenly, and his heart was so inexplicably irritable that he wanted to vent it.

Accompanied by the conversation between the two people and the sound of their footsteps from far to near, he subconsciously wanted to avoid it and quickly flew to the gravity room.

boom!

The door of the gravity room was slammed shut by him.

"Eh?" Bulma happened to walk into the yard at this time, and heard a voice not far away, and said to himself with some doubts, "It was Vegeta's door closing just now? No way... how did he do that?" Go in and practice?"

"What's the matter?" Yamucha watched her in a daze, followed her gaze, but found that there was nothing to see in the distance except the gravity chamber.

Is she caring about Vegeta again?

Thinking of this, Yamcha couldn't help but smile wryly.

"It's okay, then you should be careful on the road." Bulma handed him some things she had organized.

These are the things that Yamcha left at her house when they were in love before, but now