After seeing He Lingxuan's handsome face, Bulma found herself unable to look away.
Perhaps sensing someone staring at him, He Lingxuan turned his head and saw a girl gazing intently at him, practically with hearts in her eyes. She looked as if she wanted to devour him.
Seeing this, even He Lingxuan, whose strength was absurdly powerful, couldn't help shivering. It was as if that gaze made him physically uncomfortable.
That look is so familiar. It's just like the way those lovestruck girls used to look at me in my previous life...
He Lingxuan silently complained to himself. After all, in his previous life, he'd been devastatingly handsome, with delicate features that made him look a little feminine. He could charm both men and women.
Fortunately, after coming to the Dragon Ball World, his awakened Saiyan Bloodline had made him much more masculine, giving him an exceptionally striking appearance.
He Lingxuan had always been confident in his looks, but he still wasn't used to that familiar kind of gaze.
"Hey, Bulma, why are you staring at He Lingxuan like that? You're not moving at all. That's weird."
As he spoke, Son Goku suddenly appeared in front of Bulma and waved his large hand back and forth in her line of sight.
Bulma finally came back to her senses. Her face flushed red, and when she saw Son Goku still clowning around and waving his hand in front of her, she couldn't help punching him. Caught off guard, Son Goku clutched his head and cried out in pain.
"Whoa! Bulma, what was that for? Why'd you hit me all of a sudden?"
Son Goku gently rubbed the top of his head where Bulma had hit him and asked her.
"Hmph, that's what you get for waving your hand in front of