Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

...I didn't say anything..." Yamcha took a step back and said in a trembling voice.

He still remembers the fear of being dominated by Vegeta back then, as if he saw Shura who returned from hell.

"Did you leave by yourself, or did my boyfriend 'please' you to leave?" Bulma believed even more for Yamcha, walked to Vegeta's side, and took his strong arm affectionately.

Vegeta's body stiffened for a moment, and the soft and warm touch from his arm made him feel uncomfortable all over his body.

Just when I was about to shake Bulma away, the image of her crying and red eyes yesterday appeared in my mind.

Could it be that this man made Bulma sad.

Thinking of this, there was reluctance hidden between Vegeta's brows, and his face was darkened, but he let Bulma hold him.

Just take it as her thanks for upgrading his gravity chamber, he doesn't want to owe Bulma too much.

"Bulma, are you really so decisive that you don't care about our relationship for so many years?" Yamcha's fear of Vegeta had already been implanted in his mind. He stood in the distance and asked Bulma unwillingly.

Bulma's body trembled slightly. No matter how much she pretended to be indifferent, she was an emotional woman.

not worth the tears

Sensing her strangeness, Vegeta lowered his eyes calmly and saw her biting her lips tightly, as if hovering on the verge of pain.

"Get out!" Vegeta withdrew his gaze and said sharply to Yamcha.

There is a sense of oppression all over the body.

"Bu, Bulma..." Seeing her shaken, Yamcha boldly tried to say something more.

Vegeta raised his other empty hand, facing him with the palm of his hand, gathered the surrounding breath together with a little force, and transformed it into a wave of air to attack Yamcha ferociously.

At the same time, Vegeta was afraid that the power would be too strong and affect Bulma, so his body leaned over to protect her obliquely behind his body.

"Ah—" Yamcha screamed, his body was thrown out by a huge force, and he fell heavily on the road in the distance.

Wherever the air wave goes, it will leave concave marks on the ground.

"That man is scary, does he have internal skills?"

"Go, go, be careful not to hurt us."

Passers-by glanced at Vegeta with horror on their faces, and couldn't help but quicken their pace.

"Vegeta...will it be too hard?" Bulma asked worriedly as she watched Yamcha plunge into the green belt in the distance.

"Hmph, do you feel distressed?" Vegeta glanced at Bulma disdainfully, "Since I'm your boyfriend, I'm showing mercy if I didn't kill him."

Bulma looked in the direction of Yamcha with a look of embarrassment on his face, but saw that after he regained his composure, he scrambled away and ran away. He didn't dare to look at Vegeta directly, so how could he continue talking to Bulma.

"That weak scumbag is not worth your tears." Vegeta looked down and saw Bulma's sad face, and snorted coldly.

After pulling his arm out of her arms, he returned to the gravity room and continued to practice.

"That's right." Bulma took a deep breath, patted her cheeks to cheer herself up, and it was all over.

Let the past go, she is proud Bulma.

The secretary standing beside her was already stunned and trembling. The huge force just now made her doubt her hallucination.

"Find someone to fill the ground, and the wall is broken, remember to fix it." Bulma turned and left the yard, and said to the secretary.

"Yes, Miss Bulma."

When Bulma left the yard, she glanced at the gravity room from the corner of her eye. Vegeta's cooperation just now was beyond her expectations.

Oh, by the way, the upgraded version of the gravity chamber she designed is still a bit short, so she has to go back to the scientific research room quickly.

Developing an attack system seems simple, but it involves a very complicated design. If there is a slight error in the precision parts, it may not be an attack system, but a dangerous bomb.

After Vegeta came out of the gravity room, his combat uniform was already soaked in sweat, and his physical strength was exhausted.

When he was in the restaurant, he saw only the Breaves and his wife, not the annoying Bulma.

"Oh, why hasn't Bulma come to eat?" Mrs. Breeves said to herself worriedly.

"It's still in the research room." Breaves casually replied while teasing the little black cat, "Bulma has been busy these two days."

After Vegeta settled the dinner quietly, he planned to leave the restaurant.

"Ah, Mr. Bei, you must be very tired from practicing. Do you need to ask the maid to prepare hot water for you to take a bath?" Mrs. Breaves asked enthusiastically.

"No." Vegeta replied stiffly, he has lived in Bulma's house for so long, and he is still not used to being cared about.

He wanted to go to the equipment room on the top floor, but he changed his direction involuntarily.

Are you still in the research room...

That floor was very quiet, and it seemed that Vegeta's footsteps were abrupt.

seem to be misunderstood

He saw that the door of the scientific research room was slightly open, and there was light inside.

"Hey, when will the gravity room be upgraded?" Vegeta stood outside the door, leaning his back against the wall, and asked in a strong tone.

However, no one answered his words.

"I'm talking to you—" Vegeta hated the feeling of being ignored, turned his head sideways and looked inside the door, and saw Bulma falling asleep on the table, so he couldn't help but fell silent.

He gently pushed open the door and walked in. All kinds of notes were piled up messily on his face, and the handwriting was scribbled.

From the drawing, Vegeta could guess that Bulma had been working on the attack system.

Seeing Bulma lying there sleeping deeply, breathing steadily, he stood there for a long time, and finally hugged Bulma horizontally with complicated emotions, and his movements were as gentle as possible, for fear of waking her up.

When I walked to the stairs, I happened to meet the Breaves couple. The two of them looked at Vegeta and Bulma in his arms with charming eyes.

"Bei Jun and Bulma have such a good relationship." Mrs. Breaves covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

"It's not what you think..." A look of embarrassment flashed across Vegeta's face, "I don't want to owe her a favor."

"Let's go quickly, we can't disturb you."

The couple didn't listen to his explanation at all, and hurried upstairs, leaving Vegeta with a look of astonishment.

"Bei Jun, Bulma's room has a separate bathroom." Mrs. Brives kindly reminded her from upstairs.

What on earth is this strange couple thinking, aren't they worried that their daughter will be bullied by others?

Vegeta's face froze, and the sleeping person in his arms was like a hot potato, neither to throw it away nor to send it back.

"Hmm..." Bulma felt a little cold in her sleep, so she couldn't help shrinking into Vegeta's arms, finding a more comfortable position.

This small movement made Vegeta startled.

He was raised as a warrior since he was a child. In his life, there were only men and cultivation, and no one taught him how to get along with women.

Naturally, he would not understand why there was a strange emotion in his heart at this moment.

"Hey, if you're sick, no one will help me upgrade the gravity chamber." Vegeta paused for a moment, found some psychological comfort for herself, and carried Bulma back to her room.

This was the first time he entered Bulma's bedroom, and he was satisfied with the clean and refreshing style, but the lace on the bed disgusted him.

When he carefully placed Bulma on the bed and was about to leave.

"Ah-"

A slight sneeze came from behind.

Vegeta stopped in his tracks, turned back reluctantly with a stern face, saw her defenseless body curled up in a ball, and put the quilt on her body casually.

The faint moonlight shone in and lightly sprinkled on Bulma's sleeping face.

Her brows were slightly wrinkled, and there was sadness hidden in it, and Vegeta stared at her sleepy eyes for a moment to see.

"Hmm...Yamcha..." She murmured in her sleep.

"Tch, I always think about that scumbag in my dreams." After returning to his senses, Vegeta murmured to himself with some displeasure, turned around and wanted to leave here.

He stayed here alone as an outsider, listening to the woman call other people's names, he was making himself feel bored.

"Be... Geeta... well, my...boyfriend..." Bulma broke out.

Vegeta's hand holding the doorknob froze slightly. After hearing his name, he swept away the haze just now, but his face began to be serious: "Huh, low-level woman."

He went out, closed the door gently, stood there for a long time, and then lifted his foot to leave again.

horrible memories

Bulma hadn't had a nightmare in a long time.

She dreamed that Vegeta and other Saiyans came to Earth for the first time, wreaking havoc, killing everyone they saw, and even destroying everyone and buildings in an area to the ground.

Yamcha was also seriously injured by Vegeta in that battle and almost died.

In the end, it was Son Goku and Son Gohan who teamed up to subdue Vegeta.

Seeing Vegeta covered in blood and about to be stabbed by Krillin with a sword, Bulma yelled and woke up from the nightmare.

"Krillin, don't kill him—"

Warm light came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, blinding Bulma for a moment.

The room was peaceful, in stark contrast to the scene of dead bodies all over the field just now.

She gasped for breath, her heart was beating violently, and she couldn't regain her composure for a long time.

Rather than saying that scene just now was a nightmare, it is better to say it is a memory.

She didn't know when she started, forgetting the fear of being dominated by Vegeta.

That man once almost destroyed the earth with the purpose of killing all the people on the earth, but now he lives in her home like an ordinary man.

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