Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

A trained battle madman wouldn't notice it, but Vegeta felt it accurately.

It's really annoying, why do women on earth have so many things.

Vegeta was a little impatient, but when he looked at Bulma's aggrieved eyes, he couldn't speak.

After pausing for a moment, he replied stiffly: "Go over later."

What kind of answer is this.

Just got married so you don't want to meet her?

Then why bother to be with her.

The words of being responsible for her were clearly his own words.

Maybe she was expecting too much.

How could a man like Vegeta really understand the meaning of marriage.

"Forget it, you can practice, I won't bother you anymore." Bulma lowered her eyes, her tone was very light.

When she turned to leave, she helped Vegeta close the door of the equipment room by the way.

Vegeta twitched in his heart, he didn't know what it felt like, but seeing Bulma's lost expression just now, his mood became very bad.

Looking at the equipment in his hand, Vegeta pursed his lips and hesitated for a few seconds, then put it down and quickly chased it out.

"Hey, woman."

When Bulma walked to the stairs and was about to go down, Vegeta stopped her not far away.

He didn't know why he did this. When he realized it, the situation had become like this.

take her back to the room

Bulma reached out and wiped his cheeks, and didn't turn his head to look at him, but just stood there and asked in a low voice:

"what happened?"

There were obvious tear stains on her cheeks.

Are you crying?

Vegeta felt even more uncomfortable.

When Yamcha made Bulma cry, he was very angry at that time, wishing he could punish Yamcha severely.

But at this moment, he also made Bulma cry.

Vegeta clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Go back to the room and wait for me." When he said this, his throat was a little dry.

His arrogance is not worth mentioning in front of her.

"No need, it's fine, we're only getting married on the first day, you probably... aren't used to it." Bulma smiled weakly at him.

The corner of the mouth was pulled up reluctantly, without a hint of a smile, just trying to reassure him.

Such Bulma made Vegeta suddenly feel distressed.

Distressed.

It was too foreign to him.

Does he feel distressed too?

"Bulma." Vegeta's eyes became deep, no longer indifferent.

He called her name and walked over step by step.

"It's really all right, I—" Bulma was about to say something to him, but she felt dizzy for a while, and then she felt that she was surrounded by strong arms.

Vegeta hugged Bulma in his arms, didn't listen to her finish, and walked directly to the bedroom.

"Since you are married, follow the rules on Earth." He looked at the road in front of him and said softly.

Bulma looked up at Vegeta's face with mist still in his eyes.

A resolute chin, thick eyebrows with black pupils like eagles.

He wasn't being perfunctory at all.

"Vegeta..." Bulma lost his mind for a moment and murmured his name.

This sound, which was as light as a kitten meowing, was like a feather passing through the atrium, making Vegeta feel a little itchy.

When the two of them appeared in the hallway, the Brives happened to be going back to their bedroom.

The four people looked at each other, the world instantly quieted down, and the atmosphere became a little subtle.

According to Vegeta's character, when someone sees him like this, his first reaction must be to throw away Bulma.

But when he thought of the tears in Bulma's eyes, he endured it, and his expression became very unnatural.

The Brives were very surprised to see them like this, and then returned to the room with a clear smile. The moment they closed it again, Vegeta and Bulma clearly heard them say "Pay attention to your body".

The meaning of this sentence is self-evident.

Suspicious blush appeared on Vegeta and Bulma's faces.

"Really, what are they talking about!" Bulma curled up in Vegeta's arms and muttered softly.

Vegeta could only pretend not to hear, and continued walking to his bedroom.

Opening the door, he put Bulma down.

The two stood there, neither talking nor looking at each other.

This seemed to be the night they were about to spend when they were waking for the first time.

"You want to take a bath..." Bulma lowered her head, pulling the hem of the suspender skirt nervously.

"Yeah." Vegeta covered his embarrassment with a straight face, turned and walked into the bathroom.

Bulma breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, she was looking forward to the night between the two of them, but when they actually faced each other, she didn't know where to put her nervous hands.

There was a low sound of running water in the bathroom, and Bulma walked into the room, looking around.

The layout here is similar to her room, and it's not the first time I've been here, but now it looks very different.

single bed

Bulma was sitting next to Vegeta's bed, which was a single bed.

The wedding was too hasty, so she hadn't prepared anything, and she was looking forward to the first night with Vegeta before entering this room.

But when she really sat here, feeling the items used by Vegeta, and his unique aura remained on them, she subconsciously wanted to escape.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly, and Bulma's heart skipped a beat.

click-

Vegeta opened the bathroom door and came out.

At this time, he was wearing a bath towel wrapped around his waist, his hair was soaked in water, and all the hair that was standing upright was stuck to his forehead.

There is less violence and indifference, and more gentleness and calm.

The muscles in front of his chest can be clearly seen even without using force.

Bulma had seen his figure before, but the thought of such a man as her husband made her heart beat uncontrollably.

"Next, what to do?" Vegeta turned his face away, his expression became very unnatural, and his tone of voice was very stiff.

This is already a retreat for him.

When he asked so directly, Bulma didn't know how to answer.

She is also getting married for the first time. According to the traditional practice, the two of them should want to... well, do that indescribable thing.

But how could she say such a thing directly.

"I... let's go back." Bulma hesitated for a moment, stood up from the bed and wanted to go to the door.

When passing by Vegeta, he grabbed his wrist.

"Aren't you already married?" Since Vegeta had already agreed, how could she let her leave.

What's more, he knew in his heart that Bulma seemed to be looking forward to life after marriage.

"Then, I, let's rest." Bulma laughed dryly, then turned back with her head down.

There is a sofa in the room.

Bulma glanced at the sofa, then at the single bed, and decided that it was better to sleep on the sofa.

"Come here." Vegeta didn't let her succeed, but pulled her wrist and pushed her directly onto the bed.

Bulma lay there looking at him, her face flushed immediately, and she covered her hands subconsciously in front of her.

This left Vegeta speechless.

She was the one who took the initiative to spend the night just now, and now she is the one who is shy.

This woman is really troublesome.

Bulma felt that there was no way to go on like this, because she was not a gentle and passive person in her bones.

Now that she was too shy, she thought she should do something.

"Vegeta, you are my husband, so... you should sleep next to me." Her voice was trembling and nervous.

Vegeta walked to her side, glanced at the vacant space, and then fixed his gaze on her again.

The simple suspender nightdress was worn loosely on her body, revealing her fair skin, but covering the best part of her body.

Vegeta, who had tried men and women before, began to have a greater reaction to this aspect.

He couldn't describe the feeling of holding her in his arms.

It is more difficult for him to control himself than fighting and practicing.

But Vegeta's proud self-esteem prevented him from looking directly at his inner desire.

His expression became very stern, and there was a hint of forbearance between his frowning brows.

Bulma didn't look at him all the time, only felt the bed next to her sag, and then she felt that her blood seemed to be flowing backwards.

first night after marriage

The single bed was roomy enough for one person, but very cramped for two people lying on it.

Bulma and Vegeta were back to back, it wasn't the first time they slept in the same bed, but it was the first time they did so while awake.

Vegeta's character is destined that he will not take the initiative to speak, but fortunately Bulma is not an overly shy person.

When she calmed down a little, she became more courageous.

"Vegeta, after getting married, the two of you will not be so alienated when you sleep."

"Ah."

Her only answer was a simple cry.

Bulma didn't know what Vegeta was thinking, so she continued, "You should sleep facing me."

When she said this, she had already turned around, her eyes were on Vegeta's strong back, and she began to look forward to it.

Vegeta's body stiffened obviously, and after a pause, he turned around reluctantly.

The expressionless face, even with some indifferent faces, was actually made deliberately to conceal Vegeta's inner panic.

After the eyes of the two of them met in the air, they quickly moved away at the same time.

Such a shy married couple may be very rare.

Bulma knows Vegeta's arrogant character, since he has this