Chelsea suddenly stepped forward and kissed him, leaving Broly somewhat stunned. He did not quite understand the meaning behind her sudden action, but only after she playfully bit him did Broly realize what was happening.
Among his wives, there were also some who liked asking him for kisses. For example, when he lived with Roxy and the others in the Six-Faced World, he had to give each of them a good morning kiss every day. Of course, there were goodnight kisses at night as well.
Ha, now you know how formidable I am~
Chelsea did not bite down hard. She merely nipped the tip of the boy's tongue, keeping the force at a level that would only cause a little pain at most.
But before she could let go, Broly responded to her.
It was like a clash between swordsmen. She raised her sword to block, only for her opponent to easily seize an opening and deliver an Upward Slash from below.
The force was not great, but it was exquisitely precise. She tried to resist stubbornly, yet she was quickly led by the nose.
Broly's sword pressed against hers. Like an exceptionally skilled sword dancer, he began leading her, someone who had only just encountered sword techniques, into a graceful dance.
Chelsea's prankish revenge had been misunderstood by Broly. He thought she wanted a kiss from him, so he enthusiastically responded.
Chelsea went from resisting at first, to being drawn into the dance, to gradually grasping some of the technique and unconsciously cooperating.
By the time she came back to herself, she was already slumped on the ground with dazed eyes. The Saiyan Boy had an arm around her shoulders, keeping her from falling over.
When their lips parted, Broly reached out and patted the young girl's head. "All