Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

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It was because this woman could help him study the gravity chamber that he tolerated it everywhere!

Absolutely no other reason!

Absolutely not!

Vegeta kept a straight face and didn't intend to talk to her, he now needs to replenish his strength and go to practice.

"Meow~" The little black cat stretched itself on Bulma's lap, then jumped onto Vegeta's lap without fail, curled up in a ball, narrowed its eyes and began to sleep.

This made Vegeta startled, and almost choked on the meal he just ate.

"You guy..." Vegeta looked at him with a cold face.

When he was hesitating how to drive it down, Bulma sighed helplessly: "It seems that it really likes you, forget it, please move less, don't wake it up."

Vegeta looked at Bulma with some displeasure: "Do you dare to order me?"

"Hum." Bulma followed his example and hummed lightly from his nose.

She was still bitter about Vegeta's rude attitude just now.

Women are so narrow-minded.

Vegeta froze there for a while, not slowing down.

He has been a Saiyan prince since he was a child, and anyone who dares to disobey him will be terminated by himself, but now he is actually ordered by a weak and low-level human being.

Damn woman.

Vegeta's expression was filled with the words "Danger, stay away", and his whole body exuded a biting breath, however, he really kept that action until the end of the meal.

"It's so full, it's delicious." Bulma leaned back on the chair and sighed comfortably. After a short rest, she stood up and walked to Vegeta's side, bent down, and carefully hugged the black cat.

Vegeta squinted at her with a frosty face, but because of Bulma's bending over, he saw the plump and sexy lines inside the clothes, and his body froze there again.

The previous dangerous aura disappeared, replaced by...

Well, the roots of his ears are red again.

"Let's go, it's too dangerous to stay here." Bulma hugged the black cat and turned to leave, not noticing the change in Vegeta's mood at all.

"Meow~" The black cat closed its eyes comfortably in her arms.

Vegeta's eyes followed her subconsciously until Bulma disappeared down the corridor.

Hmph, she still remembers that he is a dangerous man.

If this low-level woman keeps talking, she will definitely get rid of her with her own hands!

"What do Mr. Bei think of Bulma's figure?" Mrs. Brives said suddenly.

"It's okay." Vegeta replied subconsciously, and after reacting, his pupils shrank instantly.

This is the second time he has been told in the same day.

His body froze there, his face turned blue and white, and there was a touch of... red.

"Bei Jun, pay attention to your body." Mrs. Brives had something in her words.

Although Vegeta has no love experience, after being "educated" during this period of time, he can also understand the potential meaning of this sentence.

It would be better to just say "youth, be temperate".

No, what are you thinking about!

He didn't like that noisy and low-level woman!

Don't come out wearing this

"Ah, I thought Bulma would be with Sun Jun, but I didn't expect him to get married." Mrs. Breeves sat there with a cup of coffee and said distressedly, "But now it seems that Bei Jun also very nice."

The so-called "Sun Jun" is an old friend of Bulma who has known each other for many years. Like Vegeta, he is a Saiyan.On Earth, he is called Sun Wukong, but Saiyans are used to calling him Kakarot.

"Of course, that fellow Kakarot, how could it be possible—" Vegeta swallowed halfway through his words.

He wanted to say, how could Kakarot be worthy of Bulma.

It's so dangerous, he almost got tricked again.

But Vegeta was a little annoyed, shouldn't he say "How is Bulma worthy of a Saiyan"?He even subconsciously thinks Bulma's status is so high.

Just crazy!

"Sure enough, Mr. Bei is more suitable for Bulma." Mrs. Breaves covered her mouth, and her smile became brighter.

Whoops, it's really irritating.

Vegeta walked out of the restaurant with a stern face. He felt that if he continued to stay, he would definitely destroy this place.

He wanted to go directly to the gravity room, but heard Bulma's voice upstairs.

"The quantity, density, and concentration of the new energy studied last time are ready?"

"Well, have you arrived at our door already?"

"Okay, I'll go right now."

She seemed to be on the phone with someone.

A few minutes after the sound upstairs stopped, she was seen coming out of the front stairs and continued to run towards the door.

Vegeta stood behind her, looked at her thin shirt, felt inexplicable discomfort in his heart, subconsciously called out to her: "Hey, stop."

"Eh? Vegeta? Why are you behind me?" Hearing his voice, Bulma stopped in surprise and turned to look at him.

"At the door?" Vegeta didn't answer her.

"Yes, my dad sent someone to bring the energy." Bulma didn't understand why he asked this for a moment.

"I'll get it." Vegeta said with a strong attitude, and walked forward, passing by Bulma.

"Ah? Why suddenly..." Bulma looked at his back in a daze, and wanted to follow him worriedly.

As a result, Vegeta heard her footsteps, and immediately turned his head and said coldly: "Go back, don't come out."

His expression was too serious and terrifying, and his whole person showed a strong sense of oppression without resistance, which directly shocked Bulma in place.

Only then did Vegeta walk out satisfied.

It was Bulma's secretary who sent the energy, which made Vegeta slightly relieved.

He thought it was a man.

When he went back, Bulma was still standing in the corridor waiting for him, his face full of doubts.

Vegeta handed her the energy container in his hand, then turned and left.

"Aren't you going to practice? Why do you help me get things?" Bulma stared at his back, and the doubts in his heart were still unsolved.

After Vegeta heard her words, his footsteps froze a little.

He pursed his lips, turned his head slightly and said to her: "You are not allowed to go out dressed like this in the future."

After finishing speaking, he quickened his pace and left, and a tinge of red appeared on the base of his ears imperceptibly.

Bulma looked at her clothes with some puzzlement. In her opinion, this kind of dress is completely fine. It covers all the places that should be covered. I really don't know what Vegeta is thinking.

reach out to tease the cat

The sound of the gravity room door being opened came from the yard, and Vegeta was about to start training again.

Bulma looked at the energy in his hands and sighed in distress.

For a warrior like Vegeta, ordinary materials are not enough to resist his explosive power, so she specially asked Breaves to work with her to research new usable energy sources.

She replied to Yamcha that day, saying that the gravity chamber was developed for the future market, which is true, but now she only thinks about tailoring the gravity chamber for Vegeta, which is the most important thing.

"Meow~" The black cat ran to her feet, the soft fur was very comfortable at her feet.

"Let's go, work!" Bulma took a deep breath, put those complicated thoughts behind her, and walked towards the operation room with the energy source in one hand and the black cat in the other.

When you get busy, you can't feel the passage of time.

Vegeta practiced for a day in a gravity room 300 times that of the earth, and he had already surpassed the load on his body. He dragged his tired body back to the bedroom to take a shower, which made him feel much more comfortable.

The maid stood at the door and timidly told him to go downstairs for dinner, but was scared away by his sharp gaze.

"Huh, lowly earthlings." Seeing her panicked appearance, Vegeta felt a little inexplicably upset.

He went into the dining room, only to see Mrs. Breeves eating.

Why was Bulma missing when Breaves didn't come back from the company?

He looked outside the door from the corner of his eye, except for occasional servants passing by, he didn't see that familiar figure at all.

Tch, the noisy woman is not here, so I am really not used to being quiet.

"Bei Jun." Mrs. Brives covered her mouth and smiled softly.

"Huh?" Vegeta's expression was stiff, but his attitude towards her was quite polite.

"Can you call Bulma for me? She has been doing experiments in the operating room. This child will forget everything when she gets serious. I'm afraid she will be exhausted." Mrs. Breeves' tone seemed to be please, but in fact she I said that on purpose.

Vegeta pursed her lips and didn't answer her. She kept looking outside. After a while, she stood up impatiently and walked out: "It's really troublesome."

Obviously there is a servant butler who can go and call someone, but let him go.

What annoyed Vegeta the most was that he didn't reject doing it at all, especially when he heard "I'm afraid she'll be exhausted", he felt the same worry in his heart.

It's crazy.

The operation room needs to do various experiments, and there is a certain chance of danger, so it is built in the backyard and is an independent house.

The lights were on inside, but it was very quiet.

After standing at the door for a while, Vegeta raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door that was not tightly closed was gently opened, revealing a gap.

"Meow?" The black cat stood at the door, looking at Vegeta with bright eyes.

"Why are you here?" Vegeta looked at it quietly, then squatted down.

"Meow~" The black cat walked up to him and rubbed back and forth affectionately, its tail wagging slightly.

With a straight face, Vegeta stared at its little furry head for a long time, then slowly stretched out a hand and scratched its chin.

He remembered Bulma doing just that.

"snoring