My Beloved Super Fierce Wife

Lin Tang looked at the pairs of clear eyes in front of her, and her lips involuntarily curved upward, forming a pleasant arc.

She hummed in acknowledgment, "Hutou is right, these are indeed colored pens."

Hearing his little aunt affirm his statement, Hutou’s eyes sparkled with joy.

Being neither the oldest nor the youngest, coupled with his quietness, he often found himself easily overlooked.

Now, being recognized made him so happy he could hardly contain himself.

Lin Tang rubbed Hutou’s little bald head, encouraging him, "Hutou, you’re awesome!"

Keep it up.

Hutou was brimming with pride.

Choudan glanced at his little aunt and passed the colored pens to Lin Tang.

"Do you need help opening it?" Lin Tang asked.