Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

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Bulma looked at his back angrily, feeling super upset!

Finally out

All the fighters were tired and fell into a deep sleep.

The entire temple returned to silence.

After Bulma calmed down, she couldn't help but start thinking wildly in her head.

What Yamcha said just now really made her very concerned. Vegeta and Monkey King are the two most powerful people. What if they lose?

No, they won't lose...

But no matter how Bulma comforted herself in her heart, the unreliable feeling made her sleepless.

After she woke up in the morning, Sun Wukong and the others had already started fighting and practicing outside the temple.

"Bulma, do you want breakfast?" Bobo stood not far away, arranging the dishes that other people had eaten.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Bulma yawned, took out a change of clothes from the capsule, and went to wash.

When she returned to the dining place in the temple, she found that the god was standing in front of the window with a cane, watching the soldiers quietly.

Bulma bit the sandwich and couldn't help asking: "God, you said Vegeta... can he win?"

"Vegeta? He...don't know, but if he loses, he will go to hell." Tenjin shook his head and answered solemnly.

boom!

Bulma dropped his fist on the dining table and yelled at him angrily: "Hey, what are you talking about! Vegeta won't go to hell, old man!"

"What, what?! You actually called me a stinky old man!" Tianshen looked at her in astonishment, with forbearance.

"Hmph!" Bulma was feeling annoyed, with his arms folded in front of his body, he raised his chin and walked outside angrily.

Bobo looked at her back helplessly.

No wonder this woman can conquer Vegeta, she is too... tough...

However, the relationship between Bulma and the gods is also very familiar, and they don't really take what happened just now to their hearts.

Tenjin sighed helplessly. Most importantly, he couldn't beat Vegeta. If he hurt Bulma, wouldn't he have to fight him desperately after Vegeta came out.

The soldiers were fighting, and Bulma was anxiously waiting for Vegeta to come out.

One day, that is, Vegeta and Trunks will end at night.

She had never felt such a hard time before.

After waiting for the time, Bulma and other fighters gathered at the door of the spiritual time room, staring nervously at the door.

Da da da--

Someone inside walked in the door.

Everyone held their breath.

When Vegeta and Trunks came out, everyone was excited.

"Great! They're out!"

Bulma rushed forward directly: "Vegeta!"

"Hey! Low-level woman! What are you doing!" Vegeta just stopped his gaze outside when he saw a black shadow flashing over and hugging his neck.

Bulma was sticking to Vegeta's body like brown sugar, and he wanted to push it away, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her body, so he could only growl at her with an unnatural expression.

"Mom." Trunks came out after him, happy to see Bulma.

"Great, Trunks!" Bulma finally let go of him and hugged Trunks, his eyes full of worry.

Sun Wukong patted Vegeta on the shoulder and called Sun Gohan over. It was the turn of the father and son to practice.

But before he went in, he didn't forget to reveal the news to Vegeta.

he cares

"Last night, Yamcha seemed to have said something to Bulma. The two of them were very close. Then, I'll go in first." Sun Wukong dropped this sentence, made a face at Bulma, and pulled away quickly. Watching Sun Wuhan slip into the spiritual time room.

Before Bulma and Yamcha realized what was going on, they felt that Vegeta, who was emotionally stable just now, suddenly exuded a strong and dangerous aura.

"You kid, what did you do last night?" Vegeta quickly flashed in front of Yamcha before everyone's eyes caught him, grabbed his collar, and lifted him in mid-air.

"Bei, Vegeta, speak up if you have something to say!" Yamcha broke out in cold sweat from shock.

The people around didn't know what happened, they only thought that Vegeta was about to become an enemy again, and they all entered the battle preparations.

After Bulma regained his composure, he itched Sun Wu's teeth.

That guy is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, right? !

"Vegeta, what are you doing!" Bulma walked over, grabbed Vegeta's wrist, and grinned at him, "Hey, do you care about me so much?"

She can always catch Vegeta's thoughts.

"Hey, who cares about you, I just see him upset, weak human being." Vegeta's expression froze, and he immediately let go of his hands, lingering in front of him with disdain, intending to leave this noisy place.

Seeing that he didn't intend to make a move, the people around finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Klin couldn't help but whispered: "What, it turns out that Vegeta is jealous."

"What did you say? Huh?" Vegeta stopped and stared at him from the corner of his eye. His eyes were sharper than blades.

Clinton was shocked immediately, and quickly waved his hands and shook his head: "No, no, no! I didn't say anything!"

"Hmph." Vegeta snorted coldly, and continued to leave to a remote place.

Bulma covered her mouth, raised her head and said to Trunks, "You can practice with them, and I'll go find your father."

"Okay." Trunks nodded. He and Vegeta had been practicing there for so long, and finally understood what kind of person Vegeta was.

He obviously cared very much in his heart, even more important than his own life, but he just couldn't show it, and always used indifference to disguise himself.

Such an iron-blooded man also has a tender side, but not everyone can see that side.

"Vegeta, Vegeta, wait for me." Bulma ran towards him and took his arm directly.

"Hmph." Vegeta withdrew his arm, with a straight face.

He was still thinking about what Sun Wukong said just now.

"Treat your lovely wife so indifferently again, be careful I will go to Yamcha." Bulma has learned to threaten him.

"You dare." Vegeta suddenly stopped and looked at her, his tone a little strong.

"Yesterday, when Yamcha was sleeping..." Bulma deliberately said half of the words, and then observed Vegeta's expression.

"What did that weak scum do to you while I was away?" Vegeta frowned instantly, asking with a dangerous and dignified expression.

He couldn't wait for Bulma's answer, so he turned around and wanted to go back and teach Yamcha a lesson.

"Don't be impulsive, Yamcha was joking with me when I was sleeping, and didn't do anything." Bulma quickly grabbed him and pretended to be innocent with him.

Vegeta was taken aback, and turned to see her mischievous expression.

just want to pester him

Soon he understood that Bulma was deliberately trying to see him nervous, but he just fell for it.

"You woman, do you want to die?" Vegeta frowned, looked at her coldly, and spoke in a terrifying tone.

If someone else was present, he must have thought that Vegeta was planning to do something to his own people.

But Bulma knew his character very well, and was not afraid of him at all. Instead, she hugged his arm again and showed him a smirk.

"What is the result of your cultivation in it?"

"Hmph." Vegeta felt her soft body leaning against him, and couldn't help but feel tighter, turned his face away and snorted unnaturally.

"The day after tomorrow, you must protect your lovely wife." Bulma has long been accustomed to his reaction.

On the contrary, she sometimes thinks that Vegeta is really super cute when he is arrogant.

"Saiyans never fight to protect others." Vegeta interrupted her thoughts mercilessly.

She stuck to his body and couldn't shake it off, so it's up to her to hold him casually.

After Vegeta finished saying this, he continued to walk forward, not intending to talk to Bulma.

"Oh is that right... Well, after Sun Wukong comes out, he will protect us all anyway. Although my warrior friends are not the most powerful, they will definitely not stand by and die." Bulma Also an indifferent attitude.

Speaking of which, the relationship between her and those friends is indeed what she said.

Once Bulma is in danger, even if Vegeta will not save her, other people will not leave her alone.

Vegeta's character was caught by Bulma, and sure enough, as soon as this sentence came out, Vegeta's mood changed instantly.

He paused, turned his head and said with some disdain: "Humph, I don't need Monkey King to do anything, that fellow Shalu has already been dealt with by me."

"So you're protecting me!"

"No! I'm just... fighting to win."

"Your victory is equivalent to protecting me."

"..." Vegeta was choked by her and couldn't speak, narrowing his eyes and looking at her dangerously.

With Bulma's unreasonable speaking style, he really has nothing to do with her.

If it were someone else, who dared to talk so much nonsense with him, he would have been blasted away long ago.

"Where are you going? Don't you continue to practice with Trunks?" Bulma looked at him with a smile.

It was enough for her to see him anyway.

"Find a quiet place and practice." Vegeta's implication is obvious, he thinks Bulma is noisy.

"Then I'll stay with you." Bulma pretended not to understand, and wanted to pester him.

"Go away!" Vegeta stood in the temple, the vacant room, pushed Bulma away after entering, and closed the door.

Bulma looked at the closed door