Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

Apparently she was practicing with him.

"Hmph, I've never seen such a lazy woman like you." Vegeta immediately withdrew his hands and wrapped them around his body, speaking indifferently.

Bulma glanced at him and teased: "Of course, do you want to soar that you never look at other women except me? Ah, I didn't expect you to like me so much."

Vegeta was at a loss for words for a while, and couldn't find a reason to refute.

Indeed, in his eyes, except for Bulma, no matter the man or woman, he would not take a second look, of course, except for Trunks.

"I'm a little hungry, why didn't anyone come over to ask us to eat?" Bulma stretched, opened the door and walked outside.

A gust of cold wind blew directly, causing her to wrap her clothes tightly.

"It's early in the morning, they should all be resting." Vegeta stood up, walked to her side and frowned, "Didn't you bring your coat?"

take her to eat

"I was in a hurry to go out, and I really forgot my coat..." Bulma flipped through her capsule bag, which contained a lot of things, but she didn't bring her clothes.

"It really is a stupid woman." Vegeta looked at her with some disgust.

Bulma was a little upset and yelled at him: "How can you say your wife is stupid! Huh!"

But just when she raised her chin and got angry, she suddenly felt hugged by her body, and the chill was much less.

Bulma looked up and found Vegeta standing beside her expressionlessly, holding her in his arms with one hand.

I swallowed all the words I complained to him just now.

In addition to being arrogant, Vegeta is obviously a full-fledged warm-hearted man, so he insisted on pretending to be so cold-blooded and ruthless.

This may have something to do with the environment in which he grew up since he was a child. He only knows how to fight and doesn't know how to express his inner feelings.

But this is also very good, only Bulma can experience Vegeta's tenderness.

"If Bobo is not here, I don't know how to use the cooking tools here. The gods don't need to eat, and Bobo seems to use his power to cook." Bulma curled up in his arms and said with some embarrassment.

Vegeta looked forward and asked indifferently: "Now, are you tired?"

"Not tired, just woke up." Bulma shook his head, although he didn't understand what he meant by saying this, he still answered him.

"Let's go." He walked forward with Bulma in his arms.

"Where?"

"Leave the temple."

"Eh?" Bulma looked at him in surprise, unable to guess what he was thinking.

Vegeta didn't explain much. After walking out of the center of the temple and coming to the spacious outside, he hugged Bulma tightly in his arms, and suddenly used Wukong to leave the temple and fly down.

Bulma was well protected by him, although there would still be wind blowing, but she didn't feel cold, on the contrary, both her body and her heart were warm.

The world in the early morning is very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the day, walking on the streets of the city calms down my heart.

In the fast-growing city center, there are many street shops that are open 24 hours, usually called night markets.

Only at night will it be lively.

Bulma didn't expect Vegeta to bring her to this crowded place, and was a little surprised.

"Here, there should be something to eat." Vegeta put her down and looked around.

These are roadside stalls, which are not comparable to the food made by the professional chefs of Bulma's family, nor can they be compared with high-end hotels, they seem very low-level.

But Bulma doesn't dislike it at all. Although she has no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, she is not hypocritical.

"Skewers, I haven't eaten for a long time." Bulma took the initiative to hold Vegeta's hand and walked on the narrow streets of the night market.

Vegeta's hand tensed up, trying to pull it away, but Bulma pulled it back even harder.

He really wanted to get rid of it, and it was easy, but at this moment, he let Bulma lead him.

"Isn't it possible to make skewers at home?" Vegeta didn't understand that the Bu family had everything they wanted.

"It's different, the taste is different, and the atmosphere is different." Bulma pulled him into a barbecue restaurant with a lot of people, "It's lively when there are many people."

"It's so noisy." Vegeta frowned, obviously disliking the environment here, but Bulma looked very happy, and didn't continue to say more.

Someone provokes

Most of the people who come here to eat are either working night shifts or idle hooligans, and a very small number of people come here purely for supper.

In normal times, it would be impossible for Bulma to come to such a place.

Being kidnapped and extorted is not worth the loss.

But with Vegeta by her side, she wasn't worried at all.

While waiting, there were five young people sitting at the next table, their hair was dyed in various colors, and many things were dangling from their bodies.

"That guy, Shalu, was dragged to death. He actually wiped out the entire village. It's really scary."

"What are you afraid of, haven't you heard? The national fighting champion, Mr. Satan will appear in that game. With him, there will be no problem."

"Yes! With Mr. Satan around, Shalu is not scary at all! He is an invincible fighter all over the world!"

Vegeta wasn't interested in them at all, but the man called "Satan" caught his attention.

Bulma smiled awkwardly. For people on Earth, Satan is indeed very powerful. He can split a 19-yuan tile with one palm, but for a Saiyan like Vegeta who can destroy a planet with his full combat power , It's like an ant-like existence.

"Ignore them, Satan is not that powerful, just ordinary people." Bulma waved his hand, signaling Vegeta not to be too serious.

When it comes to masters, Vegeta can be interested. It's a fighting maniac.

Bulma's words were heard by the next table.

Those people were fanatical fans of Satan. They definitely couldn't bear to have someone slander their idol. They all stood up, walked to their table, and slapped them down, making a loud noise.

"Hey, you ugly old woman, what are you talking about? How dare you say that Satan is not powerful? Do you want to die?" One of the green-haired people spoke to Bulma very dissatisfied.

ugly?old woman?

These two key words made Bulma furious in an instant!

"What did you say?" She frowned, stood up angrily, and glared.

"What? Unconvinced?" The green-haired man looked at her with a mocking smile, and glanced at Vegeta who was sitting beside him with a blank face, "Uncle, take good care of your woman, Next time she's like this, don't blame us for beating women."

While saying this, he gave Vegeta a provocative middle finger.

"Get out of here!" Bulma got angry, raised his fist and hit him directly in the face.

Others can be tolerated, but dare to say that she is ugly and old?

Do these puppies want to die? !

But she is a woman after all, she is not so strong, she only punched out the nosebleed of the man with green hair.

The green-haired man was a little confused. He didn't expect to meet such a violent woman. He rubbed his nose, took out a big iron rod from behind, and threw it at her.

Vegeta lowered his eyes, drinking water with one hand, and the other hand directly intercepted his iron rod in the air, and he bent it directly with a little force.

His leisurely appearance and the bent iron rod like mud immediately shocked the five people, and they stared at him incredulously.

"Fuck, this man must be playing tricks!" The green hair knew that he had met a ruthless character, but he was punched by a woman, so he was too useless.

Invisible moves

There are so many brothers watching behind him, it would be embarrassing to be stage frightened.

The green-haired man and the others gave a wink and surrounded Bulma and Vegeta. Not only that, but other local hooligans who were eating supper also stood up together.

"If you want to help, tip plus ten percent."

"Me and my brother too, need help?"

They talked business with the green-haired guy.

"You guys are taking advantage of the fire!" The green man felt a little distressed, but he felt that the man in front of him with a crowned hairstyle and fierce facial features was very difficult to deal with. For the sake of face, he could only nod in agreement, "Okay, okay, if any of you beat me up They are the fiercest, I can do it ten times!"

A group of people gathered around in an instant, chatting about money in a hurry, all of them looked like they were holding the winning ticket, and their faces were full of excitement.

The owner of the barbecue shop originally wanted to dissuade him, but with so many people gathered together, it is very likely that he would be dragged into the water if he stepped forward rashly, so he had no choice but to ask the other waiters to call the police quietly.

The small table was completely surrounded, and they rolled up their sleeves, ready to do it at any time, and they were very well prepared, and they were all eager to get the "ten times the tip".

Bulma sat there oblivious to her surroundings and angry at being called ugly and old.

The big scenes she has seen are much more powerful than this one, and she will not feel the slightest timidity because of the crowd, let alone Vegeta is here, what is she afraid of?Instead, feel happy for these people.

Vegeta finished drinking the water in the glass, opened his eyes and glanced around: "It's so noisy."

Apart from indifference, the rest of the face was impatience.

"Apologize to me, and say that Mr. Satan is number one in the world, let's forget about it!" The green-haired man stepped on the chair arrogantly, and slapped the table heavily with his big hand.

Of course he hoped to make peace, otherwise he would have to spend a lot of money on this fight.

But in the face of his provocations and threats