Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

Kex handed it to her carefully.

"Ah————" Trunks opened his small hands, looked at Bulma with a pair of aggrieved and innocent eyes, and uttered a few syllables from his throat, especially reluctant to leave Bulma.

"Be good, Trunks, mom is going to accompany dad today." Bulma was also extremely reluctant to be separated from her son, but she did neglect Vegeta for several days, and occasionally spent some time with him.

Vegeta was caught between Bulma and Trunks, and he felt like a villain tearing them apart.

"Forget it, just sleep here, it's really annoying." Vegeta stood up, took Trunks from the nurse's hand, and stared down at the small ball of babies.

"Uh-giggle-haha-" Trunks seemed to understand something, happily waved his small pink fist, his toothless mouth showed his pink and tender gums in a smile.

Vegeta's heart suddenly softened.

This little guy is very fragile and may be injured at any time, but there is a huge power hidden in him, which makes Vegeta willingly want to protect him.

This is Vegeta's first time as a father. He never knew the responsibilities of being a father, and he didn't know how to deal with the relationship with his children. He has been on Earth for so long, and he can't directly express his love for Bulma. Love, not to mention this little baby who just came to me not long ago.

"Vegeta, look at our son, he is very smart! He is so old, he can understand us!" Bulma said while lying on Vegeta's shoulder, looking at Trunks in surprise .

"Of course. After all, we have the blood of our Saiyans, which is different from ordinary children on Earth." When Vegeta talked about his son, the pride hidden in his words was hidden in his words, even he himself did not realize it.

The relationship between Trunks and Vegeta is finally not as tense as it was at the beginning. Now when he sees his father, he no longer cries, but looks at Vegeta curiously.

"Then, let's go to sleep as a family of three!" Bulma hugged Trunks from Vegeta's arms, and fell into the mood of overflowing maternal love, hugging and hugging Trunks, tossing and turning on the bed .

Vegeta regretted it for a moment, and should have sent him to the baby room.

The little baby falls asleep easily in the arms of its mother.

Bulma looked at the sleeping Trunks tenderly, her eyes were extremely gentle.

"Hey, Vegeta, let's sleep too." Bulma said softly, for fear of waking up the sleeping baby.

"Ah." Vegeta lay there expressionlessly.

However, unlike usual, Bulma did not hug Trunks directly to sleep, but moved into Vegeta's side and continued talking to him: "Hold me to sleep."

Vegeta's body stiffened in the dark night, slowly opened his eyes, turned sideways by the moonlight, put his arms around Bulma's waist from behind, and held her in his arms.

Trunks is in Bulma's arms and she is in Vegeta's arms.

two more months

When Trunks was three months old, he was smarter than babies on Earth. Although he could not speak yet, he could already recognize people around him and understand the simple meaning of others' words.

The combat talent of Saiyans has existed since childhood. Trunks is very energetic and active every day.

During this period of time, Bulma's figure has recovered a lot, and she has also given him peace of mind to the nurse and servants to take care of him.

She has more time to spend on grooming and staying in shape.

There are only two months left for Vegeta to practice.

It was obvious that the danger was approaching, but he didn't show the anxiety in his heart.

Vegeta doesn't care about these things about human safety and the survival of the earth. He only cares about the safety of the Bulma family.

The fighting power of the current him has long surpassed that of the future boy, and his Saiyan fighting blood has made him boil, but watching Trunks grow up day by day, his anxiety is also increasing.

Don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

If he hadn't met Bulma, maybe he would have always been just a Saiyan obsessed with fighting.

However, if he hadn't met her, then he wouldn't be able to experience this feeling of happiness.

"Vegeta, Vegeta, what are you thinking? You look preoccupied." After taking a bath, Bulma came out wrapped in a towel and yelled several times in front of him before he realized it.

"Nothing." Vegeta lowered his head and simply treated the wounds on his body due to his practice.

"Are you injured again? You really don't care about your body at all." Bulma sat beside him, leaned over to check his wound with some distress, took the medicine from his hand, and wiped it gently for him with.

The smell of shampoo passed into Vegeta's nasal cavity, and the pain on his body was already attracted by her breath and he couldn't feel it.

"This little injury doesn't matter." Vegeta noticed that Bulma was helping him to lightly bandage the wound, his heart was itchy, and he couldn't help but hug her into his arms.

Only two months left.

Can he protect Bulma, and the newborn child?

According to the future boy, he will die in that battle.However, the teenager did not reveal what became of Bulma and Trunks.

"When Trunks grows up, you will let him do dangerous things like you!" Bulma snuggled into his arms, reminding him angrily while helping him continue to treat the wound.

These words are the future that parents like to fantasize about, but they sound extremely heavy to Vegeta.

He didn't know if he could see Trunks grow up, but even if there was only a ten-thousandth chance, he would risk his life to protect their mother and son.

"He has the blood of a Saiyan, so he cannot be a cowardly person. After Trunks, he must become a powerful fighter." Even as a father, Vegeta is very strict.

And what he didn't say later is: become a proud Saiyan, if he is gone, protect Bulma for him.

"Really, Trunks is so young, so I don't want him to be injured." Bulma couldn't do anything about him. The fighting nature in the Saiyan's bones is really hard to restrain.

long lost love

The more people you want to protect in your heart, the more difficult it is to grasp the future situation.

Seeing Bulma's lovely face, Vegeta couldn't help holding her wrist to prevent her from continuing to take the medicine.

"Vegeta?" Bulma looked up in surprise, but met Vegeta's deep black pupils.

He has something on his mind.

Bulma saw his thoughts at a glance.

When she was about to ask, her lips were already blocked by Vegeta, and she was gently pushed onto the bed.

This was her first intimate contact after giving birth to Trunks.

The doctor specifically ordered that it would take two months to have intercourse after a normal delivery. Bulma had already hinted at Vegeta before, but he saw Bulma who was still in a weak state, even though he was longing for it in his heart, he was unwilling to touch her. .

And now, Bulma's body is recovering well, and he can finally hug her.

The feeling of nostalgia made both of them fall into it.

Vegeta's movements are more gentle than before, but Bulma has an inferiority complex.

After taking a bath, she lay in Vegeta's arms and asked with some frustration: "Vegeta, after giving birth, my body is not as comfortable as before."

"What are you talking about?" Vegeta didn't think about what she said.

"It's just..." Bulma didn't know what to say, so she simply stopped talking, curled up in a ball, hugged herself and lay on the side, complaining about herself.

Seeing her lonely back, Vegeta finally understood, hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear with words that were not very comforting: "Really? I didn't feel it."

"I don't believe it." Bulma said so, but she felt a little better in her heart.

When Vegeta hugged her, if she could be happy, then he would be happy, but he didn't care so much about his own feelings.

"Try it again, I will feel it." Vegeta moved her gently, but turned her over with a domineering attitude, making her face him.

Bulma put her hands on his chest, and finally regained a little bit of confidence.

But she no longer has the strength to be in love with Vegeta anymore, she is so sleepy and wants to rest in his arms.

Bulma turned over in the morning, subconsciously trying to find Vegeta's body, but his arm was empty.

She rubbed her eyes and looked aside, she was the only one left on the huge bed.

Vegeta went to practice again early in the morning.

Looking at the empty bed, Bulma felt a little complicated.

She knew that in two months, there would be a very scary artificial human. Vegeta hadn't mentioned it in front of her for a long time, probably because she was afraid that she would worry.

Bulma also pretends to be very happy every day, but in fact, she is also worried about the future.

The future boy said that Vegeta would die in this war. If this happened, she really didn't know how she would face the world in the future.

If possible, she sometimes selfishly hopes that Vegeta is just an ordinary man, but ah, she knows that the responsibility on Vegeta's shoulders and the identity he was given at birth make him doomed It is impossible to be an ordinary man.

It's ok