Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

Momo glanced at Bulma's upper body, only to find that the collar of the shirt was a bit too big, and it slipped directly to the side, exposing half of the shoulders.

This made him turn his head away unnaturally, and reached out to pull her clothes back up.

The roots of the ears slowly turned red.

Forget it, let her sleep.

After Bulma lay on the bed again, Vegeta covered her with the quilt, and did not leave, but stood uneasy, with his hands on his chest, and glanced at it from time to time to make sure that Bulma was still breathing .

He doesn't know how to take care of people, that's all he can do.

"Hmm... Attack power... Gravity multiplier..." Bulma started to lose her fever in the middle of the night, but she was talking in her sleep intermittently.

The barrage of technical jargon was difficult to understand, but Vegeta guessed what she was talking about from a few words.

This weak woman even dreamed about the gravity chamber and the attack system.

Vegeta squinted at her sleeping face, and there was a throbbing in his heart.

He couldn't help thinking that Yamcha came to get back with her that day, but Bulma pointed at him and said that this was her boyfriend.

Boy friend……

Tch, he won't be this woman's boyfriend.

wake up to see him

When Vegeta confirmed that Bulma's fever had subsided, somewhere in his heart became more at ease.

Before he knew it, he leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

"Ah--" Bulma sneezed, sat up from the bed in a daze, half-closed her eyes and glanced at the sunlight outside the window, then got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

wow——

The sound of running water woke Vegeta from his sleep.

He continued to lean there, looking sideways in the direction of the bathroom, waiting.

When Bulma was wrapped in a bath towel and came out of the bathroom a little tired, he saw that there was another person in the bedroom!

"Ah! Vegeta! Why are you here!" Bulma was taken aback for a moment, his body trembled, and then he yelled in surprise, and the towel wrapped around his body slipped to the ground.

The scene in front of him stunned Vegeta.

He quickly glanced at his face, his whole body froze there, an unnatural blush appeared on his face, and the roots of his ears were several times redder than yesterday.

At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be able to make such a noisy sound, her body should be fine.

Bulma regained his composure, and quickly rewrapped his body, with embarrassment on his face.

"You didn't do anything weird to me, did you?" When she said this, she subconsciously wrapped the towel tightly.

"Not interested." Vegeta answered her indifferently.

"Then why did you appear here?" Bulma looked at him suspiciously.

Vegeta snorted coldly from his nose and didn't answer her.

She forgot when she fell asleep yesterday, but later she felt uncomfortable all over her body, and she felt sick in a hazy way, and then she was hugged in her arms, feeling very at ease, as if as long as she stayed in that embrace, she would not be hurt by anything. harm.

Even Yamcha couldn't let her experience that feeling.

Bulma recalled quickly, and at this time she saw that the battle suit on Vegeta was from yesterday.

"Yesterday, you were the one who brought me back, right? No wonder I feel very unwell today. I must have just recovered from an illness." After Bulma calmed down, she speculated.

"Hmph." Vegeta responded disdainfully.

With just such a word, Bulma knew the answer, an imperceptible smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and the bottom of his heart became extremely soft.

"By the way, the attack system has been completed, and you can try it today!" Bulma then thought of something, and immediately talked to him about it excitedly, and leaned in front of Vegeta involuntarily.

"Go and get dressed." Vegeta squinted at her, seeing the shoulders and collarbone exposed outside the towel, his brows tightened even more.

Lately, his attention has been in strange places.

Bulma was a little surprised, she would think that Vegeta was more concerned about attacking the system, but she didn't expect him to speak such a trivial matter.

She shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and casually took another long light blue shirt and walked into the bathroom.

"You go to the equipment room to practice first, and I will be able to install the attack system in the afternoon." Bulma buttoned up the buttons, and came out to discuss with him.

Vegeta glanced at her lightly, and said with a straight face and cold voice: "Change."

"Eh?" Bulma was stunned for a moment, then realized, "What's wrong? Isn't this dress pretty good?"

"What a system!"

"Modern women... don't they all dress like this?" Bulma was at a loss.

Vegeta's face was a little ugly: "What do other women have to do with me?"

Threat of force

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Bulma was stunned there, even Vegeta himself couldn't believe that he had said such words, and his expression froze for a while.

What did other women have to do with him?

He only cared about Bulma alone.

"Vegeta, you..." Bulma's eyes widened, and then he said incredulously, "Are you a straight male cancer?"

"What?" Vegeta didn't quite understand what "straight man cancer" meant, but he vaguely felt that it was not a good word.

With her hands on her hips, Bulma educated him angrily: "I am in my own home, and I am free to wear whatever I want, not to mention whether I have exposed anything!"

Her character has never been a docile house cat, but rather a wild cat with a blown hair.

Vegeta didn't expect her reaction to be so big, and he felt a little angry immediately.

Sit down and show your legs, bend over and show your chest, is this still called unexposed? !

He saw it all, so he didn't expose it? !

Does this lowly woman realize that she can easily disturb other people's minds by dressing like this? !

"So? You want to go out dressed like this?" Vegeta's face was cold, his brows were tightly frowned, and his whole body exuded forbearable anger.

"What's wrong with wearing shorts?" Bulma also had a fierce face.

Vegeta knew what shorts she was talking about, and after wearing them, they might not necessarily cover more than the hem of the shirt.

Is this woman deliberately against him?

"If I'm not sure, I'm not sure!" He didn't have the patience to continue talking nonsense with her, and he just raised his hand to vent his unhappiness.

boom--

After a loud bang, a huge air wave blasted a big crater out of the balcony of Bulma's bedroom, and the glass, balcony sliding door and guardrail were all turned into shards.

Bulma's frightened hairs stood on end.

She almost forgot about the man in front of her, but a Saiyan with explosive fighting power!

"You, you..." Bulma couldn't help taking a step back, and her confidence was not as strong as before.

"You can wear this at home, but you are not allowed to go out like this!"

Vegeta lowered his arms, looked at her sharply, and walked straight towards her.

This is already his last bottom line.

"I know, I know..." Bulma stood there with a guilty conscience, how could he dare to refute him, he could only silently slander him in his heart.

Saiyans are really monkeys who haven't evolved!Threatening a woman with force!

unacceptable!

So angry, but she couldn't beat Vegeta, so she could only cry without tears.

"Hmph." Vegeta held the doorknob, suddenly thought of something before leaving, turned his head slightly and reminded her coldly, "If a man comes to the house, you are not allowed to dress like this!"

"Too domineering, such a dangerous guy..." Bulma muttered softly.

"After dinner, I'm going to see the attack system in the gravity room, or—" Vegeta walked out of the bedroom, squinting at her.

He didn't say the following words, but Bulma had already guessed.

Otherwise, he will destroy this area, right?

Did she just protect the safety of the people around her after working so hard for so many days?Is Vegeta still the same, treating human life like nothing?

There was a sudden pain in an imperceptible place in my heart.

Vegeta glanced at her expression that dared not speak out. There was still a little disappointment in her eyes, and she immediately regretted her impulsive behavior just now. She pursed her lips, and then her attitude softened slightly, and she said stiffly: "Otherwise, just wait until tomorrow."

Frieza is coming!

Such an obvious retreat and reversal was unexpected by Bulma.

She stood there in shock, her eyes widened, and she looked at Vegeta's back in disbelief.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the words that came out of his mouth as "unbelievable".

Wait a moment……

Only then did Bulma react belatedly. Vegeta seemed to have said "other men" just now?

So, he was so angry and unreasonable just now, was it because he didn't want other men to see it?

"Be, Vegeta..." Bulma called his name with some hesitation.

"Hmph." Vegeta wanted to leave, but when he heard her calling him, he stopped involuntarily.

"Are you...jealous?" Bulma insisted on expressing her thoughts at the risk of getting hurt.

Jealous?

Vegeta was taken aback for a moment, he hadn't lived on Earth for too long, and he needed some time to understand some strange expressions.

If it's the kind of vinegar he eats, he does eat it.

But obviously Bulma didn't mean that.

He remembered that the explanation for jealousy should be: sour heart, jealous of someone.

He was really upset when he thought of Bulma dressed like that and being seen by other men.

However, at this moment, he was more cramped and nervous about being talked about, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and he shouted out from embarrassment: "Whispering woman!"

He turned his head and stared at Bu