Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

Teng, but it is different from the excitement of fighting.

Forget it, he doesn't intend to spend any more time here.

Vegeta took Bulma back to her bedroom, turned on the light and placed her on the bed.

The first method is to take a cold shower.

He glanced at Bulma's body, the messy and somewhat torn clothes revealed her fair skin.

Just like that, Vegeta felt something was wrong all over his body, let alone help her take off her clothes to take a cold shower.

Do you just let her take a bath with her clothes on?It doesn't seem to work either.

The second way, Mrs. Breaves said, just put her in the bedroom, but the wretched doctor said that he needed to put her on the bed, and then hugged her.

hold...

Vegeta hesitated a little, just thinking about this scene, he was a little... embarrassed.

But Bulma lay there looking very uncomfortable, he pursed his lips, struggled for a while, and finally bent down and got close to Bulma's body.

Just when he was considering whether to hold him from his shoulders or from his waist, Bulma felt his approaching breath, opened his eyes slightly, hooked Vegeta's neck directly, and stuck his body up against Vegeta's neck. in front of his chest.

embrace her

This kind of action is something Bulma can't help but let instinctive consciousness dominate.

If Bulma, who is awake, knows that he will take the initiative to hug Vegeta, I'm afraid he wants to dig a crack in the ground and get in!

I don't know if it was because of Bulma's body temperature that Vegeta also felt a little hot.

Not the post-workout heat, or the feeling of soaking in hot water.

An inexplicable anxiety appeared deep in my heart.

I wanted to hug her even harder.

"Vegeta...uh...uncomfortable..." Bulma sat up from the bed, threw her whole body on Vegeta's body in a daze, and breathed from her throat.

"Hey, wake up!" Vegeta felt that he was becoming more and more strange, obviously he just needed to push her away, but he didn't know why his body was frozen here.

Compared with meeting dangerous enemies when he was in danger, this situation made him more at a loss.

Sure enough, it would be better to give her a cold shower, right?

Although he only roughly understands that cold baths can have the effect of physical therapy, deep down in his heart he is somewhat unwilling.

"It's so hot..." Bulma obviously couldn't hear what he said. The medicine that the doctor gave her was not diluted at all, so the medicine was very effective.

She hummed in his ear unconsciously, if it was normal, Vegeta would only frown and dislike her for being noisy.

But now, her faint humming was like a feather scratching Vegeta's heart, he never knew that his heart could be softened bit by bit.

He wanted to hug her and rub her into his body.

Vegeta's hands hung in the air, trembling slightly, and then slowly wrapped around her back, not daring to use force.

"Bulma..." He softly called out her name.

These three words seemed to come from the deepest part of his heart.

When Bulma heard him calling her name, she gently raised her face buried in his neck, and looked at him with fascinated eyes, her black eyes were like bright stars.

She slowly approached Vegeta's face, searching for his lips, and tentatively touched his lips like a timid kitten.

Soft and hot lips touched.

Vegeta couldn't help but widen his eyes at that moment, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

Is this what a kiss feels like?

Even though it was just a simple touch, there was a huge hidden power that only reached his heart. The invisible shocking power made the blood in his whole body boil.

Even though Vegeta has never experienced sex between men and women, Bulma's small behavior is like some kind of switch. After a little touch, it directly turns on the most primitive desire in Vegeta's body.

It was just a superficial touch, but Vegeta couldn't help but kissed back forcefully, holding Bulma's hair with one hand, and wrapping her waist with the other.

Some sweet breath entered Vegeta's nasal cavity, familiar and beautiful.

This breath fascinated him more than fighting.

He was used to the bloody battles, what kind of powerful opponent he hadn't seen before?How many people in this world can make him powerless to resist?

But this weak earthling in front of him, a woman with no combat power, can actually control his power.

Just a simple hug and kiss can make him lose his mind and calm down!

Vegeta never believed in using softness to overcome strength, but at this moment, he had to admit it.

complicated thoughts

In the past, Bulma's personality was very extroverted, and she almost showed her emotions on her face.

He has a carefree personality, always chattering around Vegeta's side, especially after he has no fear of him, he has no scruples.

She seemed to be determined that Vegeta would not dare to really do anything to her.

This also caused Vegeta to be very angry that his actions were limited by his feelings.

At this moment, seeing Bulma lying in his arms in a daze, without any sense of defense, that tough and proud heart has long been disintegrated, showing the softest side.

Originally, the earth was very fragile to him, and Bulma in his arms could hurt her even if he moved his fingers casually.

Vegeta hugged her into his arms, subconsciously controlling the strength with his hands.

"Vegeta..." Bulma seemed dissatisfied with hugging, and looked up at him with blurred eyes, with anger and coquetry in his tone.

【Vegeta! 】

On weekdays, the picture of Bulma with hands on hips and fierce tone jumped into his mind, which was in stark contrast to Bulma at this time.

One is petite and weak, and the other is straightforward.

No matter what kind of her she is, she has an indescribable charm, so Vegeta can't help being infected by her, and her eyes follow her.

"Bulma..." Vegeta lowered his head and muttered to himself.

It seemed to be calling her name, more like calling the name that lingered in my heart.

"Vegeta." Hearing his exchange, Bulma subconsciously showed him a faint smile. Although her consciousness had long been blurred, when she saw Vegeta's familiar face, she would naturally turn her heart emotions manifested.

It is said that eyes cannot lie, when Bulma looked at Vegeta, he was full of affection.

Perhaps both Bulma and Vegeta can't tell clearly when their feelings for each other began to appear.

Vegeta kissed Bulma's lips, nervous and rusty.

Those clothes on her were too in the way, Vegeta just glanced at it briefly.

blah-

In the next second, he destroyed all those things that were in the way without any effort.

Bulma covered her body with her hands in embarrassment.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes, his thinking and rationality had long been left behind by him,

He bent down and buried his face in her neck, all the way down.

It was unbelievable, Vegeta never expected such a day would come to him.

When fighting, facing the enemy, he had only seen skin that was rougher and harder than steel, but this was the first time in his life that he knew that there was something softer than water in this world.

Vegeta used to always feel that Bulma's appearance disrupted his life, but now he can't tell whether Bulma's change to him is good or bad.

He only knew that if it wasn't for Bulma, he might have a lot of emotions that he couldn't understand, such as joy, anger, sorrow, joy, embarrassment, shyness, anxiety, and fear when he heard that she was going on a blind date.

The terror of thinking that Bulma might leave him.

He admits he doesn't want to lose Bulma.

Night always makes people sentimental. If it were Vegeta during the day, there would be so many complicated emotions.

Vegeta never knew how things between men and women should be, but he could clearly feel what Bulma wanted at this time.

For this primitive pursuit, he certainly has no teacher.

Even if he is a proud Saiyan prince, so what if he is the most powerful fighting nation?

Pride is worthless in front of Bulma.

Responding instinctively, Vegeta pushed Bulma onto the bed.

She couldn't help but groaned and frowned, this sudden movement frightened her.

But she stretched her brows quickly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was always there.

She looked at Vegeta unconsciously and said: "Today you are not violent at all, nor are you so cold, so gentle..."

gentle?

Vegeta was slightly taken aback.

These two words should have nothing to do with him, he never felt that he was gentle.

wake up

The morning light outside shone through the curtains and shone into the room. The bed was a mess, and the torn clothes were scattered on the floor.

Bulma curled up in Vegeta's arms and fell asleep.And even though he just finished exercising, he still couldn't fall asleep, staring blankly at the woman in his arms.

While Vegeta's mind was in chaos, it was also blank.

What happened that night made him unacceptable for a while.

How did he act like this?

"Vegeta..." Bulma seemed to be dreaming, calling his name softly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"You woman." Hearing her voice, Vegeta recovered from the complicated thoughts, his tone was disgusted, but in his always violent eyes, there was a gentleness that didn't match his identity.

After thinking for a while, Vegeta got up, put on his clothes, and left Bulma's room.

He didn't know how to face the sober Bulma in the future, and at the same time he knew that the relationship between the two of them was different.