My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

While "taking care" of her father, whom she considers "weak and unable to take care of himself," Le Bao "painfully" goes to school.

Today's class was a self-study period. After giving a few instructions and asking the discipline monitor to keep order in the class, the homeroom teacher, Zheng Ranran, left the classroom.

This made the group of little ones, who had just become primary school students, extremely happy.

The moment the teacher left, the class erupted in chaos.

The little chicks were chattering away, talking non-stop.

With a loud "bang," Rou Rou, as the discipline committee member, slammed her hand on the table and stood up with an air of authority.

"No talking allowed. I'm going to write down names. Whoever talks, I'll write them down."

This allowed the powerful and influential Princess Rou Rou to indulge in her desire for officialdom.

With a gentle deterrent, the class briefly returned to calm.

However, many people still covered their mouths and whispered to their deskmates.

This gentleness went unnoticed.

A short while later, a boy began to challenge Rou Rou's authority.

He not only spoke loudly, but also left his seat and ran around the classroom.

"Xu Dapang, sit back down and don't say a word."

Rou Rou stood up and glared at Xu Dapang.

"Hehe, I won't, mind your own business."

Xu Dapang was a notorious troublemaker in the class and didn't take Rou Rou seriously at all.

"I'm going to tell the teacher that you not only talk, but you also run around."

Rou Rou angrily wrote his name on the notebook.

Xu Dapang was indignant when he heard that he would be told to the teacher.

"Why do you remember my name? You didn't even care when Lu Anle secretly ate spicy snacks."

Le Bao, who was suddenly called out, was unaware that she had been caught secretly eating spicy strips. It was only when her deskmate tapped her that she raised her head from under the table, with red oil from the spicy strips still lingering on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, what's wrong?"

Le Bao looked completely bewildered.

"Look, she still has chili oil on her lips."

Xu Dapang pointed at Le Bao with a smug look on his face.

Rou Rou looked at Le Bao and pointed to her mouth. Le Bao immediately raised her hand and wiped it off.

"Where is it? I can't see it."

After her best friend's evidence was destroyed, Rou Rou began to lie through her teeth.

"It was clearly there just now, she wiped it off, everyone saw it."

Xu Dapang assumed that since everyone had seen it, it wouldn't run away.

"Who saw it?"

"Yeah, who saw it?"

Rou Rou chimed in with a similar comment.

Le Bao stood up and glanced at the little ones in the class.

The children in the class all shook their heads, indicating that they hadn't seen it.

This really infuriated Xu Dapang.

He pointed at the two of them, stammering for a long time, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The quiet study session instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Xu Dapang froze on the spot, his round face turning as red as a ripe tomato, his eyes, which were already wide open, now bulging out of their sockets as he stared intently at the two girls in front of him singing in unison.

He was seething with anger, his breath swirling in his throat, making his cheeks tremble, but he couldn't utter a single complete word.

Favoritism! Unfairness!

Xu Dapang's worldview was almost completely overturned by these two guys.

He clearly saw Lu Anle squatting under the table secretly eating spicy strips, with chili oil smeared on the corners of his mouth. The obvious evidence was right in front of him, but in just two seconds, both the witness and the physical evidence disappeared.

What's most infuriating is that all the dozens of students in the class kept their heads down, their little hands obediently placed on the table, and shook their heads in unison like broken record machines, not a single one of them dared to stand up and tell the truth.

These spineless cowards!

Xu Dapang was internally ranting and raving, his chubby body bouncing with anger, his short arms and legs kicking unconsciously, just like a little fat pig whose tail had been stepped on but had nowhere to vent his anger.

Seeing his speechless and frustrated expression, Le Bao's dark eyes darted around, and she secretly chuckled to herself.

She had no idea what had happened.

When I was called out, I was still savoring the spicy flavor of the spicy snack in my mouth and had no idea what was happening.

It wasn't until she saw Xu Dapang's furious expression and met Rou Rou's gentle gaze that she instantly realized what had happened.

Hehe, so it turns out it's just my best friend protecting me!

Since her best friend had already stood up for her, she naturally couldn't let Rou Rou's authority be challenged, nor could she let this naughty little chubby boy swagger around in class.

Le Bao raised his hand, casually patted off the non-existent crumbs of spicy strips on his hand, and took two steady steps forward, walking straight to Xu Dapang, who was still holding his breath in place.

She was much smaller than the chubby Xu Dapang and didn't seem intimidating at all, but the aura she exuded instantly made Xu Dapang subconsciously take a half step back.

The eyes of the entire class instantly became fixed on the two of them, and the once quiet classroom was now filled only with the soft breathing of dozens of little ones.

Everyone knows perfectly well that Lu Anle may look soft, cute, and obedient, a sweet little bean who loves to talk, but her fighting power is recognized as the ceiling of the entire first grade.

The whole school knows that she once took on three senior students and won.

After that incident, no one in the school dared to underestimate this seemingly soft and easy-to-bully little girl anymore.

Not to mention, she also has several older brothers at this school.

At this moment, Le Bao leaned down slightly and grabbed Xu Dapang's loose school uniform collar with her little hands.

Her fingers were slender and delicate, yet her strength was exceptionally steady. With a gentle lift, she lifted the chubby Xu Dapang so that his feet were slightly off the ground.

Xu Dapang was instantly lifted into the air, his limbs flailing wildly uncontrollably, like a little turtle unable to turn over, and he let out a terrified whimper.

"Ugh! Let go of me!"

He kicked his short, chubby legs frantically and waved his hands wildly, but he couldn't touch Le Bao at all. His flushed face was filled with panic and resentment.

Le Bao's eyes remained indifferent, unaffected by his struggles. With a slight tightening of her wrist, she lifted him step by step to his seat and, with a soft "thump," precisely pressed him back into the chair.

The entire set of movements was fluid, crisp, and clean, without any unnecessary hesitation.

She bent down slightly, bringing her round little face close to Xu Dapang's face. Her dark eyes narrowed slightly, giving her a fierce yet adorable look, without a trace of a smile.

"Xu Dapang, study quietly."

Her voice was soft and sweet, sounding exceptionally gentle, but to Xu Dapang, it was like a bolt from the blue, carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.

As soon as he finished speaking, Le Bao raised her small, white fist and gently waved it in front of his eyes.

Her little fists are round and chubby, looking extremely cute. But in the eyes of Xu Dapang, who has witnessed her fighting prowess firsthand, these are not little fists at all, but the "ultimate weapon" that can beat him to tears!

"If you dare to talk nonsense, run around, or tattle on others again, I'll beat you up."

A simple, unassuming sentence caused Xu Dapang's entire body of fat to freeze instantly, and all his struggles and resentment were instantly stuck in his throat.

The image of the three older boys being beaten to tears flashed through his mind, and the hairs on his body stood on end. His arrogance was instantly extinguished.

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses!

Xu Dapang was frantically weighing his options in his mind, but he still stubbornly maintained his composure, glaring at Le Bao with his neck stiff, though his eyes were secretly half red. He was both angry and timid, feeling extremely frustrated.

He can't win a fight, he can't win an argument, and he has no witnesses to sue!

After pressing Xu Dapang back into his seat, Le Bao still had a bit of the fluffy fabric from his school uniform collar between his fingertips. He slowly withdrew his hand, clapped his palms, and moved a small ball that was blocking his way as if he had just casually moved it aside.

She turned her head, her gaze passing over the rows of desks, and met Rou Rou's eyes looking at her.

He didn't speak, but simply raised an eyebrow slightly.

A subtle smile played at the corners of her lips as she gently raised her chin.

With just this simple little gesture, the two girls showed perfect understanding between them.

Xu Dapang slumped in his chair, his round belly pressing against the edge of the desk, his heavy breathing ruffling his cheeks.

He covered the back of his collar with one hand, where the force of Le Bao's grip on him still lingered. He felt both angry and ashamed, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.

He had just wanted to argue loudly, but when he thought of Le Bao's little hand that had easily lifted him up, and the story of him taking on three opponents at once that was all over the school, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

So embarrassing.

Xu Dapang groaned inwardly.

He originally thought that by seizing the irrefutable evidence that Lu Anle was secretly eating spicy snacks during class, he could bring down the disciplinary committee member Rou Rou from her position of justice.

The whole class is watching. If Rou Rou tries to protect her own, everyone will definitely stand up and say that she is being unfair.

But who would have thought that this group of classmates, who are usually so chattering and prone to quarrels over the smallest things, would all shake their heads and pretend to have amnesia when Le Bao asked, "Who saw it?"

Xu Dapang rolled his eyes, scanning the classmates around him.

Sitting diagonally in front of him, Xiao Yu quickly buried his head in his Chinese textbook, holding the book high enough to cover his forehead, as if afraid that Xu Dapang would make eye contact with him.

Duoduo, who had pigtails next to her, pretended to flip through a notebook, but secretly glanced at Xu Dapang out of the corner of her eye. She quickly looked away, her little hands tightly gripping her pencil, pretending to concentrate on writing.

There were two boys in the back row, their heads huddled together, ready to watch the fun. But when they met Xu Dapang's aggrieved look, they both lowered their heads and pretended to study the cartoon pattern on the eraser.

Nobody dared to get involved.

Everyone knows the truth.

Rou Rou is the discipline monitor. She holds a small notebook and writes down names. If someone writes down a name, they will be kept after school for a talk with the teacher.

Le Bao, on the other hand, is a truly formidable character who is not to be trifled with.

Last time, three older boys blocked someone in the hallway and tried to steal their cards. They were very aggressive. When Le Bao happened to pass by, they couldn't reach an agreement and started hitting each other. The three boys cried and went to their homeroom teacher to complain.

Finally, the teacher criticized the older students for bullying the younger ones, while Le Bao only received a few words of gentle reprimand.

From that day on, no one in the first grade dared to provoke Lu Anle.

As everyone knows, the two sisters in the class are fiercely protective of each other.

If anyone offends Le Bao, Rou Rou will be the first to write their name down in the discipline book.

If anyone makes things difficult for Rou Rou, Le Bao will stand up for her. This pair of best friends is a not-too-touch combination in the class.

Xu Dapang felt increasingly aggrieved, his anger rising in his chest, but he dared not shout. He could only mutter to his deskmate in a low voice:

"This is a complete rip-off! It's all a rip-off! I could clearly see the red oil on her lips!"

He kept his voice very low, thinking that only his deskmate could hear him.

Unfortunately, the classroom had just quieted down, and the whispers were all the more clearly audible in the quiet room.

Rou Rou's ears twitched. She was secretly sharing the leftover spicy strips with Le Bao, her fingertips just picking up a small piece, when she heard this muttering. She raised her eyelids and suddenly turned her head to look at Xu Dapang.

Her smiling face instantly turned cold.

"Fatty Xu, are you still talking?"

Rou Rou stood up, her little hands tightly gripping the blue-covered discipline record book. She took a few quick steps and went straight to Xu Dapang's desk.

Sunlight streamed into the classroom through the window, falling on her small, delicate figure. Despite her small stature, her imposing presence made Xu Dapang instinctively shrink back.

Xu Dapang's heart skipped a beat, but he still wouldn't back down, stubbornly raising his round face:

"I...I wasn't talking loudly! I was just whispering to my deskmate! You just said you wouldn't care if we talked quietly!"

He firmly remembered Rou Rou's words, "I don't care if you whisper," and treated them as his get-out-of-jail-free card, which gave him a little more confidence.

Rou Rou raised an eyebrow, her brows furrowing slightly, and spoke in a serious tone:

"Whispers are allowed, but spreading rumors and slandering classmates is not permitted. You repeatedly said that Le Bao stole snacks, but there was no evidence to support it, which is making false accusations. This is not within the scope of permitted whispers."

Xu Dapang's eyes widened, completely dumbfounded.

Is there such a saying?

"That's clearly it—"

"There is no clear explanation."

Rou Rou interrupted him directly, lightly tapping the notebook with the tip of her pen, making a soft clicking sound on the paper.

"I just asked the whole class, and no one saw it. Without witnesses, you can't just accuse someone of breaking the rules. If you keep making things up, I'll add another name to the list."

Xu Dapang felt a lump in his throat, almost choking himself. He opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to refute it for a long time.

You can't win an argument with reason, you're too afraid to fight, and when you ask someone to testify, everyone collectively forgets everything.

Xu Dapang screamed inwardly: How can there be such unreasonable double standards in the world! Are the rules of the disciplinary committee specially tailored for Lu Anle?

His deskmate secretly moved his chair to the side, trying to keep his distance from Xu Dapang, for fear of being caught in the crossfire.

The deskmate glanced up at Rou Rou standing by the table, then at Le Bao leaning against the desk with his arms crossed, watching them from a distance. He then lowered his head and pretended to be copying the new words carefully.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Rou Rou saw that Xu Dapang pursed his lips and stopped talking, and then she put away her pen with satisfaction and turned to go back to her seat.

Before leaving, she turned back and solemnly gave him a word of advice:

"Study properly and stop causing trouble. If you do, I'll hand your notebook to the teacher."

"knew……"

Xu Dapang mumbled three words, his head drooping down like a chubby little dog soaked in the rain.

Rou Rou then turned around and walked briskly back to the other side of Le Bao.

The moment he sat down, the serious expression on his face vanished instantly, his eyes crinkled into tiny crescents, and he leaned close to Le Bao's ear, whispering:

"It's done. Now he won't dare to say anything reckless."

Le Bao turned her head to look at her, a faint smile in her eyes, and reached out to put the remaining half of the spicy strip in her hand to Rou Rou's mouth.

"Thanks for your hard work, little cadre Rou Rou. Here's a treat for you."

Rou Rou's eyes lit up. She lowered her head slightly, carefully bit into the spicy strip, and tasted the familiar spicy flavor on her tongue.

The spiciness spread in her mouth, and she subconsciously took a small breath, but dared not make a sound, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She held the notebook in one hand and covered her mouth with the other to prevent her classmates from seeing.

"Ouch...it's a bit spicy."

Rou Rou lowered her voice and quietly licked her lips with her little tongue.

"Luckily, I brought milk this morning and hid it in the side pocket of my backpack. We'll drink it together after class."

Le Bao nodded, reached into the table and stuffed the spicy snack packaging bag deeper to make sure it wouldn't be seen by passersby.