Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

It's in the past. Bulma wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

She actually said "don't kill him" to Klin in the dream just now. You must know that at that time, Bulma wished to solve Vegeta by herself.

Feeling sticky and uncomfortable, Bulma looked down and realized that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes.

"Strange, am I not in the research room?" She looked around, only to realize that she had returned to the room.

Was it the butler or the bodyguard who brought her back?

Impossible, without her permission, her employees cannot enter without authorization.

While wondering, Bulma took out her hurried clothes and went to take a shower. After coming out, she felt refreshed.

Her hair was still dripping, and a few strands of hair stuck to the side of her cheeks. She casually put on a large casual shirt and came out, covering her knees, revealing two fair and slender legs.

As a result, at the stairs, I happened to meet Vegeta who was also about to go downstairs.

The two looked at each other, they were stunned at the same time, and then looked away in a very tacit understanding.

Vegeta's gaze stayed on Bulma just now, feeling unnatural for a moment.

Are all women's bodies so delicate?

The crisp and tender skin was like ceramics to him, and it would break if touched a little.

Vegeta used to think that such creatures were the weakest and unworthy of living in this world, but now, he felt strange emotions spreading in his heart.

Both of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

"Vegeta, you..." Bulma was the first to break the silence, but he didn't know how to say it.

"What?" Vegeta responded with a cold face, without any warmth.

Difficulty appeared on Bulma's face. After hesitating for a moment, she took a deep breath and asked boldly, "Will you still destroy the earth and human beings?"

This question caused Vegeta's gaze to freeze slightly, and then he squinted at Bulma in a complicated way: "Yes, but before that, I have to defeat Kakarot first."

Bulma stared at him silently for a few seconds, then stretched out her hand and grabbed his arm, with a big smile on her face, "Sure enough, you won't do that again!"

"You low-level woman, are you saying that I can't defeat Kakarot?" Vegeta frowned, his face was sullen, and his tone was not much better.

Serve as a bodyguard

The fragrance of shampoo and body wash lingered around Vegeta's nostrils, which made him feel at a loss for the warrior who was used to the smell of blood.

There is also the woman hanging on his arm, the touch is very soft, he obviously doesn't like being so close to others, but at this time, unexpectedly, he didn't push away, but let her hold him.

"You just need to listen to what you say. If you say yes, that means 'no'." Bulma relaxed and chatted with him in a good mood, "Did you carry me back to the bedroom yesterday?" ?”

"..." Vegeta froze, turned his face aside and snorted coldly, "I'm not that boring."

"I've been losing weight recently, do you think I'm heavy?" Bulma looked up at him expectantly and asked.

"Hmph, what's your weight?" Vegeta said disdainfully.

He can break boulders with one finger, and the weight of a human is as light as a feather to him.

wrong……

Vegeta suddenly realized something, and looked at Bulma in an instant. She showed her white teeth and was looking at him with a smirk.

Sure enough, I was fooled.

A trace of regret flashed in Vegeta's eyes. The words he blurted out just now were exactly the answer Bulma wanted.

"Thank you, Vegeta-kun~" Bulma winked mischievously at him.

"Tch." Vegeta kept a straight face, trying to hide the unnaturalness on his face.

He doesn't need thanks from the people on Earth, but why does his heart soften.

The feeling made him flustered.

"I want to discuss something with you." Bulma walked towards the restaurant downstairs with Vegeta on his arm, not feeling unfamiliar at all.

"Humph."

"Since you're by my side, I don't need those bodyguards."

"Reject." Vegeta looked at her with some displeasure.

What did this woman think of him?Follower?dream.

"You alone are worth tens of millions of bodyguards." Bulma said "worship" with a smile on his face.

What she said was the truth, Vegeta could destroy the entire building with one hand, not to mention that his strong body was invulnerable, even human bullets could not hurt him at all.

"..." Vegeta didn't speak, and looked straight ahead.

In fact, he was a little shaken in his heart. Obviously, what Bulma said just now was very useful to him.

"Hey, promise me." Bulma shook his shoulders and looked at him expectantly.

Vegeta couldn't stand her... acting like a baby.

He was used to speaking with his fists, and such a soft tone made his whole body numb.

"Whispering woman, I will give you a favor for studying the gravity chamber." Vegeta pursed his lips and looked away from her face.

"Hahaha, that's great! I'm no longer afraid of these things when I go shopping!" Bulma threw herself on him excitedly when he heard that he agreed.

Both she and her father are famous scientists, and they are the richest man here. Every time she goes out, she is afraid. It is too ostentatious to bring a bodyguard, and it is easy to be targeted by bad guys without a bodyguard.

With Vegeta by my side, there is nothing to worry about.

"Hey! Let me go!" Vegeta's body froze there. He wanted to push Bulma away, but his hands were hanging in the air, and he couldn't do it for a long time.

Bulma's wet hair clung to his cheek, his arms wrapped around his neck, and Vegeta's non-stop laughter rang into Vegeta's ears.

The firm muscles in front of him were touched by a softer "unidentified object".

His whole body tensed up, and for the first time he understood what it felt like to have a "rapid heartbeat".

his face is red

Delicious dishes had already been prepared in the restaurant, and Mrs. Breaves was sitting there grinding coffee. When she saw Bulma coming in with a smile on her arm and Vegeta with a stiff face, she immediately covered her mouth and smiled.

"Oh, today is really a good day for a date."

"Well, but I have to quickly research the gravity chamber attack system." Bulma looked up at Vegeta, smiling even wider, "I will trouble you when I go out."

"Hmph, don't disturb my cultivation." Vegeta replied indifferently, quickly pulling his arm out of her arms.

He was originally not used to being pulled by Bulma like that, and now he was bumped into by Mrs. Breaves, the unnatural and slightly flustered expression on his face became more obvious.

"Meow……"

There was a slight meow on the ground, and then Vegeta felt a small furry thing rubbing back and forth at his feet.

Vegeta looked down, and saw a black long-haired cat nestled at his feet wagging its tail, and staring at him with those big bright eyes.

This is Bulma and Breeves' favorite pet.

"Go away." He said coldly.

"Meow?" The black cat tilted its head in disbelief.

Seeing a stalemate between a person and a cat, Bulma laughed out loud, bent down to pick up the black cat, and handed it in front of Vegeta: "It likes you very much, don't be so indifferent."

"Hmph." Vegeta glanced at the black cat, disdainful from his nose.

He doesn't need a cat to like.

"You see, it likes to be scratched by people." Bulma sat beside him, put the little black cat on his lap, stroked the cat's back with one hand, and slowly scratched its chin with the other. jaw.

The black cat lay on her lap, squinted its eyes, and purred in enjoyment.

Vegeta squinted his eyes and looked at it quietly from the corner of his eye. The black cat was lying docilely on Bulma's lap, and it didn't look so annoying.

However, his eyes quickly moved to other places - Bulma originally only wore a long shirt as a skirt, but when he sat down, the hem of the clothes appeared even shorter, and his white thighs were covered by black cats , looming.

What a formality this is!

Vegeta felt his throat tighten, and immediately withdrew his gaze, feeling inexplicably hot inside his body.

This is different from the blood and excitement of previous battles, but a strange feeling emanating from somewhere in his heart, which made him unable to control it, and he sank deeper and deeper.

"Hey, why is Bei Jun's face so red?" Mrs. Brives put the coffee in front of him and asked worriedly, "Is it possible that you are sick?"

Vegeta wanted to calm himself down, but he couldn't do it anyway. The inexplicable emotion in his heart was always stuck in his throat, so he could only find an excuse in embarrassment: "It's too hot."

"Huh? The temperature is very cool today, so you must be sick." Bulma was also a little worried at this time, leaning her body to look towards Vegeta.

From the corner of Vegeta's corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of the ends of her hair that were not yet fully dry, casually draped over her shoulders, and a few strands slid to the front of her body, in order to cover her sexy collarbone...

His whole body became hotter.

"I said no more! It's so long-winded!" Vegeta said to the two of them impatiently.

He is absolutely crazy!Such messy emotions shouldn't appear on a fighter like him!

"What, we are concerned about you, but you are so fierce, you look in the mirror, and even the roots of your ears are red, and you still say you are not sick?" Bulma made a grimace at him angrily.

Boy, be temperate

This woman is so loud!

Vegeta had a stiff face. According to his previous temper, he might have already destroyed this area for hundreds of miles!

But he caught a glimpse of Bulma's worried and angry expression, her cheeks were slightly swollen with dissatisfaction, like two little buns.

The word "cute" popped into Vegeta's mind.