Meanwhile, Yamcha tries to calm Bulma down. "But my darling. I ... when you flew away this morning instead of our wedding with Vegeta ..." "Don't tell me about the horse! What excuse do you have for last night?"" What about yesterday? "Yamcha puts on an innocent face and hopes that she thinks it's just a nightmare, but it's no use this time." You can remove your make-up from your innocence tour! OUT!!! OUT!!! "Now Yamcha has enough and doesn't feel like begging her anymore." Women like you are a dime a dozen. "With these words he leaves the room and house. Only when the door closes behind him does she let the tears flow down her cheeks." He has changed soooo much! "Bulma sinks to the floor and can't help but cry.


For the next few days she just hides in her room and doesn't want to go out at all. The last words from Yamcha hurt her very much. Her parents are very worried about her. Vegeta, on the other hand, is happy that he doesn't have to see her. Maybe he'll get the wrong idea. He is lying in his room staring at the ceiling. The gauzy white curtains in front of the window play with the wind.At this moment he sees Bulma in her wedding dress. `She's really beautiful and so much of innocence ... oh ... what do I think. You and full innocence? More like a fury ... oh ... nonsense. Why do I waste my thoughts on something so inferior. `> Knock Knock

He arrives at Capsule Corp late at night, tired and exhausted. where, strangely enough, the light is still on in the kitchen. He enters the room and sees that Bulma fell asleep sitting in front of a table full of food. Vegeta is already drooling in his mouth, not because of Bulma, but because of the food. His stomach growls so loud that she wakes up. She rubs her eye a few times and sees Vegeta. "Where have you been all day? I was worried about you!" I wonder what she's up to. "Where I am is none of your business, right ?!" he snaps at her. "It's okay. First sit down and enjoy the food." He looks at her even more surprised. But then it can be tasted good and Bulma smiles like never before.

The next morning, when Vegeta comes to breakfast, he sees the full table again. `The fairy tale TISCHLEIN DECK DICH really does exist. `Bulma is at the stove and is busy cooking and baking. "Tomorrow Vegeta, I've already made breakfast. Enjoy it." It all seems Spanish to him. His distrust of her grows like tendrils. “Say, earth woman, what are you going to do?” His voice is loud, but at the same time deep. “Nothing.” She replies normally and takes the roast out of the oven. The smell of the meat lets him forget everything around him and stuffs the food into himself. Somehow it tastes a lot better than usual. 'He really has a healthy appetite. 'She thinks and sits down with him at the table. Her satisfied smile worries him very much in a way and asks her mouth full. "What ... what is there to stare? Never seen anyone ... gulp ... while eating?" He grabs the liter glass and washes everything down. "Nothing.I'm just happy that you can eat so much. "" During the hard training I have to eat enough, of course, stupid ... "She puts a high pile of pancakes in front of his nose and he can no longer speak and continues to eat can eat and lies down on the sofa. Bulma is tidying up the kitchen. Vegeta thinks about what she's really up to. She didn't even yell at him. She must be sick


Late in the evening Vegeta goes up the stairs and just wants to sleep. He sees Bulma and tries to ignore her. She's so nice to him all the time, despite the fact that he yells at her all the time. He can't help it and just has to look at her. From ten to the last tip of your hair. "Is what?" Bulma asks in surprise. “Nothing!” He answers briefly and roughly. "Um ... Vegeta ... I ..." "Don't imagine anything. I definitely don't want to start anything with an earth woman like you ..." He can't finish his sentence because Bulma's lips seal his mouth .She presses him very tightly. Vegeta has the strength to fight back, but he is paralyzed by her affection. While her hands touch his body, his fingers just twitch and is half a meter away from her body. Bulma hardly loosens her lips from him, she says. “Good night.” She walks into her room with great joy and leaves the proud prince standing in the hallway like a watered poodle. As soon as Bulma closes the door of her room, she blushes and is very astonished at herself. `Oh my goodness, what have I done? I gave him ... I gave him ... 'The thought of it makes her very embarrassed and cannot sleep all night from the excitement. Her heart is beating against her chest like never before. Vegeta lies in his bed and looks at the door. Again and again he goes over his lips with his hands and thinks about the kiss. He has never felt anything so delicate. At this thought he feels a fluffy feeling in his stomach area.It just feels good and feels the urge to touch it again. `Oh, just forget about the cow. `Does his mind thwart his plans.


For the next few days, Bulma doesn't dare to look at him all day. One look and she turns red. Vegeta, on the other hand, seems very cool and inside he is agitated. Again and again he looks at her lips. He suppresses the urge for it by all means. He presses his hand tighter and tighter into a fist. `Control YOU! You are a proud ... such tender lips ... you are a proud ... how beautiful are her eyes ... "" NO! "The constant change of his feelings makes him almost insane. He leans against a tree and sees Bulma approaching him. As soon as she walks past him, he pulls her to him and kisses her very tenderly. Bulma is the one surprised this time.


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