A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

Chapter 91 A Sweet Picnic with Syl

Lin Yan nodded.

"OK."

He patted Lin Jiayao on the shoulder.

"Brother, you guys investigate this first. Let me know if anything comes up. I'm taking my wife to get back to work."

Lin Yan waved his hand, and Lin Jiayao's voice followed from behind.

"Hey! How about we discuss your strategic plan again? I feel like I don't fully understand it yet!"

Lin Yan quickened his pace, pulling Xier along, almost jogging. Xier couldn't help but laugh as he dragged her along.

"Honey...it seems like my cousin still has something to say..."

"Ignore him, he can keep talking until noon if we don't leave now."

Hundred Flowers Ridge is not high. When they reached a deserted roadside, the two used flying magic to land on the mountaintop.

The mountaintop is a flat meadow with an excellent view.

Wildflowers bloomed everywhere on the grass, clusters of colorful wildflowers whose names I didn't know swaying gently in the wind.

Looking down, the entire town comes into view.

Lin Yan took out a two-seater sofa from his spatial bag and placed it on the grass with a thud.

Then he took out a parasol and placed it next to the sofa.

Syl watched as he pulled things out as if by magic.

"Honey...when did you prepare all this?"

"Of course it was premeditated!"

Lin Yan jumped up, lay down on the sofa, and patted the spot next to him.

"Come on, lie down and enjoy the beautiful scenery."

Syl smiled, set up her easel next to the sofa, and took out paints from her cloth bag.

She sat on the sofa, looking at the scenery below the mountain, carefully composing a picture.

The sunlight shone from the side, casting a warm glow on her profile.

Lin Yan lay half-reclined on the sofa, one hand behind his head, looking at her sideways. After a few minutes, he couldn't sit still any longer.

"Sier".

"Um?"

Syl didn't turn around, focusing intently on testing the colors with her magic.

"Your ears twitched."

"...No~"

The tips of Syl's ears turned slightly red.

Lin Yan lay on the sofa, silently crawled behind her, reached out and touched her long hair, revealing her fair nape.

"Darling...I'm drawing..."

"Okay, you draw yours."

Lin Yan's voice was very soft, his breath hitting behind her ear.

His fingers slid along her hair, his fingertips barely touching her skin.

The brushstrokes are clearly crooked.

"..."

She bit her lower lip, trying to concentrate.

But Lin Yan's hands had already wrapped around her, pulling her into his arms, and he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"This color is nice."

He pointed to a crooked blue patch on the canvas and said.

"That...that's the sky..."

"Hmm, the sky is beautiful~"

Lin Yan whispered in her ear, his voice tinged with laughter.

"Keep drawing."

Syl's hands were trembling. She took a deep breath and tried to continue.

Then Lin Yan started scratching her itchy spots with his fingers.

"ah!"

Syl bounced, and the paint wrapped in the mage's hand left a long mark on the canvas.

"Honey!!"

Lin Yan laughed out loud, released her, and retreated back to the sofa, looking completely innocent.

"What's wrong?"

Syl turned around, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with a hint of anger, and slapped Lin Yan with both hands.

"You...you clearly did this on purpose!"

"I didn't do anything."

"..."

Syl glared at him with puffed-out cheeks, then turned back.

Lin Yan leaned closer again.

This time he went even further, burying his face in her chest.

"Honey!!"

Syl's voice even changed tone.

……

Half a day has passed.

Sylvain's painting was not finished; the canvas was a mess.

The scene of paint flying through the air that should have appeared did not occur at all. Whenever Xier tried to do something seriously, Lin Yan would come and cause trouble, spilling large amounts of paint on the grass.

On Sil's fair skin, there were marks all over where Lin Yan had teased her.

Syl blushed from her face to her arms, and even her hat couldn't hide the crimson color.

Lin Yan lay on the sofa, her hands behind her head, smiling contentedly.

"What's wrong with that? I was just admiring my wife's painting."

"You weren't even looking at the painting!"

"I'm looking at something more beautiful than a painting."

"...!"

Syl pushed the easel onto the grass and stood up from the sofa.

When outsiders are around, Cel is a very shy and timid girl.

In her past adventures, she also respected Lin Yan, after all, he was the leader of the team and the hero who led everyone to survival.

But right now, there are only two people. In private, Syl is the most mischievous girl in the Elf race. Otherwise, why would she have taken the initiative to approach humans in the first place?

Especially after transmigrating to Earth, she has been absorbing Earth's culture, including novels and short videos, and her personality is no longer the same as before.

Now, Sil has completely taken the initiative.

Before Lin Yan could react, Xier had already pushed him back into the sofa.

"Huh?"

Lin Yan's eyes widened, and Xier's gaze held a sweet, aggressive intensity.

"You've been bullying me all morning, now it's my turn."

Then she lowered her head and bit Lin Yan's hand.

"Hiss! Aww~"

……

By the time the two of them had finished playing, it was already afternoon.

A mountain breeze blew by, the sky was a clear, bright blue, and a few white clouds drifted slowly by.

The two of them just stared at each other quietly.

Sier's eyes reflected Lin Yan's face, and Lin Yan's eyes only saw her.

As she gazed at him, Xier's face flushed again, and she buried her face in Lin Yan's chest.

"...I'm hungry."

But he remained firmly pressed against the wall, showing no sign of getting up.

Lin Yan smiled and took out a family bucket from his spatial bag.

"Come."

The aroma of fried chicken wafted over, and the magical space magic preserved its freshly cooked flavor.

"...It smells so good."

Open your mouth.

Lin Yan picked up a piece of Original Recipe Chicken and brought it to her lips.

Syl blushed and took a small bite.

"Is it tasty?"

"Um……"

Just at this time.

boom!!

A deep, muffled roar came from inside the mountain.

The waves travel through the mountains.

A large flock of birds took flight from the woods.

The sofa wobbled.

The family bucket of chicken that was on the sofa tipped over with a crash and scattered on the grass.

Lin Yansong loosened his grip on the door, sat up, and sharply scanned his surroundings.

"……earthquake?"

But there was no follow-up. The tremor was not like an earthquake; there was no continuous shaking. It was more like a single-point explosion, and the ground returned to calm.

The birdsong resumed, and if it weren't for the scattered food, the moment would have seemed almost like an illusion.

"wrong."

Lin Yan sensed the information transmitted from the ground.

"It's not an earthquake."

That last burst was too short and too concentrated.

More like... an explosion?

"That's strange, what's going on? This isn't an earthquake zone, is it?"

Lin Yan frowned, raised his hand, and a wisp of magical light gathered at his fingertips.

Investigate magic.

The magic transformed into invisible ripples, spreading from his fingertips and penetrating deep into the interior of Baihualing Mountain.