Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

Hope was also shattered, but she liked children very much, and wanted a child with him very much.

"Well, it's really troublesome." She smiled wryly and didn't say much.

Vegeta didn't have any idea about things like children, and what he said just now was just casual, but seeing Bulma's lost look, he regretted saying that.

"Son Gohan's hidden combat power is still unknown, I hope he can inherit the pride of the Saiyans."

When he said this, he paid special attention to Bulma's expression, but Bulma was still not happy.

"Qiqi hopes that Sun Wuhan will become a scholar, instead of just fighting like Wukong." Bulma sighed in her heart.

When it comes to children, they are either too troublesome, or they are evaluating their combat effectiveness, and they don't like children at all.

"Scholar? That kind of thing is not what Saiyans do." Vegeta's expression changed when he talked about fighting.

Seeing his serious appearance, Bulma gave up the idea of ​​having a child.

Even if she has a child, I'm afraid that Vegeta will be just like Monkey King, only focusing on cultivation.

She doesn't want her precious child to be without his father's care, it's too pitiful.

The two of them said this casually, and they had walked a long way before they knew it. The sun had long since disappeared, and the moon had already hung high.

The shadow of the moon was reflected on the sea, and Bulma simply sat on the ground, with her calves in the sea and gently kicked the water.

"Sit, Vegeta." She patted the open space beside her.

After standing there hesitating for a moment, Vegeta reluctantly sat next to her, with his arms on his knees.

"Ah--" Bulma couldn't help but sneezed against the sea breeze.

The night was cooling down, and she was still wearing a thin bathrobe. Vegeta only had one piece of clothing on him. He didn't mind taking it off and putting it on for Bulma, but Bulma slipped into his arms faster.

"Hey..." Vegeta's body froze there, and there was a soft body in his arms, which made his heart feel numb.

"I knew I would have come out wearing a coat." Bulma didn't care what his reaction was, as long as she warmed up.

"You are a real woman." Vegeta was reluctant, and stopped her shoulder with one hand.

Satisfied, Bulma leaned in his arms to enjoy the scenery.

The stars in the sky have come out, and the vast night sky looks majestic.

"Vegeta, Vegeta!" Seeing this romantic night scene, Bulma suddenly became interested, and raised her head excitedly to call his name.

"What are you doing?" Vegeta was taken aback by his sudden cry.

It's really noisy, isn't he right next to her, and calling him so loudly, this woman is really boring.

For Vegeta, who doesn't understand romance, he naturally can't understand Bulma's mood at this time.

"Hee hee..." Bulma snickered, then quickly raised her head and sucked on his lips.

She looks very strong on the surface, but she is actually a very small woman on the inside.

Here comes the big light bulb

For Vegeta, even if the two of them have done it countless times, he will still be shy for the countless times + 1.

He is such an arrogant person.

"What are you doing!" Vegeta avoided subconsciously in the opposite direction, looked at her with an unnatural expression and growled, trying to cover up his inner embarrassment with a fierce look.

"Kiss you, why not? Is it normal for me to kiss my husband?" Bulma looked at him as a matter of course, "You are really shy."

"Who said I'm shy!" The more he talked about the central matter, the more flustered Vegeta became, and the greater the momentum of the rebound.

"Oh? No?" Bulma laughed wickedly, and his body leaned towards him.

Vegeta's body became stiffer and stiffer, and the roots of his ears were too red: "Stay away from me."

How could Bulma obediently listen to him, deliberately wanting to see his shy yet desperately trying to pretend to be indifferent.

"No." Not only did she not move further away from him, but she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You woman..."

There is a saying that everything is reversed, when Vegeta is extremely shy, what he will do is——

Holding the back of Bulma's head directly, he kissed back forcefully.

This move is the most suitable way to deal with Bulma.

The kiss is long and focused, especially in the dark environment, it looks more affectionate.

When they got to the back, the two of them hugged each other tightly, even though the seaside temperature at night was very low, but their hearts were extraordinarily warm.

"Ah, Vegeta, Bulma, so you are hiding here?" Sun Wukong's voice came from a distance suddenly.

This sentence startled the two of them, and they immediately let go of each other, pretending to be calm and sitting back to back, pretending that nothing had happened just now, but the slightly panting breath and red cheeks of the two were quietly revealing that just now love.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong's nerves have always been strong, and when he walked into them, he found no abnormalities at all.

"What's the matter?" Vegeta asked softly.

"I want to come to you—" Sun Wukong was about to speak, but suddenly remembered that Bulma was here, and hurriedly changed his words, "It's nothing, just chatting with you."

If he said that he came to Vegeta to discuss secretly, he would definitely be scolded again.

Bulma looked at Sun Wukong with disgust in her eyes. If he hadn't come to disturb, she and Vegeta are still making out now.

What a huge light bulb!

"Forget it, I'll go to Qiqi, you guys talk." Bulma glared at Monkey King resentfully, then patted the sand on his body and walked back.

"Hey, Bulma..." Vegeta stood up and followed her.

"What?" Bulma turned around curiously.

Vegeta was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say, but subconsciously called out her name.

Perhaps, he wanted to spend more time with her.

"Going back." He paused, walked to her side expressionlessly, and walked back together with her.

Leaving Sun Wukong alone in the wind and messing up.

Was he just... ignored?

Saiyan prince said that he likes to fight the most?Why did you leave with Bulma so easily?

Ah, he managed to persuade Kiki to come to Vegeta just now, but this guy didn't give him face so much.

Is Bulma really so important to him?

go into the house

In the past few days at Guixianwu, everyone seems to be very happy on the surface, entertaining together during the day, going fishing or playing beach balls, but they are thinking about the same thing in their hearts.

Three years later, the opponents they are about to face will far exceed their current strength. Will the world really be stable at that time?Can you protect those important to you?

On the last night in Guixian House, everyone was full of thoughts, but they all had reluctant smiles on their faces.

After this farewell, we will see each other three years later, to be exact, two and a half years later.

Bulma lay in her little room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.If possible, she really wanted to continue living such a carefree life.

But she knew she couldn't.

The friends around her, even the man she loves, are not ordinary people, and they are destined to shoulder the responsibility of saving the world.

"I don't know how the gravity room has been built in the past few days, and when the practice room will be completed..." Bulma turned over and lay there talking to himself.

"Practice room? What is that?" Vegeta's deep and clear voice sounded suddenly in the dark night.

Bulma was so frightened that she rolled directly off the bed, and it took her a long time to come to her senses: "Vegeta, when did you come in? You scared me to death! Are you walking without making a sound?"

Vegeta reached out and grabbed his neck, turned his face away, and answered her in a somewhat unnatural tone: "They all went back to their room to sleep."

"So no one else can see your whereabouts, so they can come and find me, right?" Bulma finally understood.

This guy obviously wanted to be with her, but his pride didn't allow him to be seen by others.

"It's just too noisy outside." Of course Vegeta would not tell the truth.

Bulma didn't continue to tease him, she knew how to accept it when she was good, and patted the empty space on the bed to remind him: "Come here."

"I'll take a shower first." Vegeta walked around the bed and walked into the narrow mini bathroom.

After making a comparison, he still felt that Bulma's home was more comfortable, at least, it was not so crowded.

After taking a shower, he came out wrapped in a towel without putting on any clothes.

It's not that he wants this, but the new clothes will be worn tomorrow. If he wears them to sleep, they will be too wrinkled, which will affect his image.

He didn't want to make himself look particularly sloppy.

It was the first time for Bulma to see him so proactively and calmly, and she looked at him nervously and excitedly.

"Vegeta, you are..." The meaning in her words couldn't be more obvious.

"Sleep." Vegeta deliberately filtered out that meaning, lay on the bed and stretched out a thin layer of quilt, and began to rest with his back to her.

Bulma looked at his strong and strong back, and suddenly felt a lack of interest.

What, I'm already lying on the side like this, is it really okay if I don't do something?

Of course not!

Bulma is not the kind of passive little woman. While she longs for love, she also knows to fight for it and take the initiative.

Even if Vegeta turned his back on her, there was still a way.

"Vegeta, are you asleep?" Bulma whispered close to his ear.

The slight breath sprayed on the ear, itchy, Vegeta tried hard to suddenly