Bulma was extremely excited.
Zhu Qingling saw it at once, naturally, and extended her hand as well. She shook Bulma's hand and smiled. "Bulma, welcome to my home."
"Thank you."
After shaking Zhu Qingling's hand twice, Bulma's face flushed with excitement. She was clearly thrilled.
"I really never imagined I'd have the chance to eat at the same table as my idol. It truly is such an honor!"
Zhu Qingling smiled warmly.
Bulma gazed at Zhu Qingling, her eyes shining. "Idol, you're even prettier in person than you are on television or in your MVs. Oh my gosh, if I hadn't seen you with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed there could be a girl as beautiful as you in this world."
She couldn't resist reaching out and lightly touching Zhu Qingling's face. "You aren't wearing makeup? How is your skin so fair and soft?! How did you do it? Can you teach me?"
"..."
"Haha, judging by your reaction, Idol, you must have been born this way. I'm so jealous. You're truly gorgeous. If I were as beautiful as you, I'd never have to worry about finding a boyfriend!"
Bulma was a social butterfly.
After her initial awkwardness and discomfort, she quickly settled in and could chat with anyone about anything.
Of course, she couldn't focus all her attention on Zhu Qingling. Zhu Qingling was her idol, so her eyes and attention had instinctively zeroed in on her first. After chatting with Zhu Qingling for a while and calming down, she noticed Videl, Qiqi, Meng Weici, and the others from the corner of her eye, then immediately greeted them enthusiastically.
"It's a pleasure to meet you."
She kept greeting and shaking hands with everyone, fully displaying her social-butterfly nature.
Tang Bohu couldn't help taking another look at Bulma.