C74 Out

In the evening, Lu Anran was preparing to cook. Just as he was about to tie his apron, his arm was pulled out of the kitchen by a strong hand.

"For what?" Lu Anran looked at Mu Zitian with a puzzled expression. His left hand was still holding a bundle of food that he had just taken out from the fridge.

"I'll take you out to eat." Mu Zitian tidied up his wrinkled jacket as he pulled her out