"Eat it." Olivia squatted on the ground and pushed the orange-red thing in front of Toto. The orange cat in front of her wrinkled her face and moved back, meowing reluctantly.

"This is very nutritious." She imitated Steve's words and talked nonsense to Toto in a childlike voice, "It must be done!"

Toto complained softly, raised the soft cat paw and pushed the lump in front, rolled the paw back and sniffed.

sour.

"Second-rate!"

When Steve came out of the shower, he saw his little girl squatting on the ground and talking to the cat in front of him. He saw the cat opened its mouth reluctantly and ate something on the ground.

He walked over.

Ok.

It's a tomato.

If he remembered correctly, Olivia obviously ate it in his mouth just now.

"Olly."

He suddenly made a sound, which startled the little girl who was squatting on the ground. She quickly turned her head to look at him, with a slight panic in her eyes, she smiled and called 'Steve' stutteringly.

"What did you feed it?"

Olivia shook her head desperately, but seeing his serious face, she was naturally a little scared, so she turned around and ran, but how far could her short legs run.

Steve reached out and fished the little girl over, looking at her seriously.

Olivia was so frightened that she hugged her head and shrank into a ball, motionless, and looked at Steve timidly.

Toto had never favored Olivia in serious matters, but he really didn't like Tony.

"Do you know you made a mistake?"

With a serious voice, Steve patted her limp little butt lightly to scare the little girl, but it made the little girl tremble.

"Uh-huh."

"What mistake did you make?"

"Huh." She whimpered, pretending to cry and lying on Steve's shoulder, but he knew she wasn't crying.

It's sunny outside, why are you crying?

"Olivia."

"...I was wrong." She said timidly, "I was wrong."

"Why did you give it the tomato." Steve pointed to the reluctant cat on the ground, "You want to eat the tomato."

Olivia lowered her head and pursed her lips while being scolded by him. She also knew that it was wrong for her to do so, but she really hated eating tomatoes.

She had never been trained by Steve, seeing him get angry with her for the first time, Olivia was naturally terrified, her small body trembled slightly, tears were in her eyes, and she was falling down bit by bit. .

"Why are you crying, am I wrong?"

Steve frowned, "Don't be like this next time!"

Olivia was crying and nodding, trembling with fear, reaching out to hug Steve's neck. Steve originally planned to discipline her, but he couldn't let the child be spoiled by them.

Since he thought so, he didn't let her hug his neck, but avoided her instead.

But when he hid, something bad happened.

Olivia herself has no sense of security, and Steve suddenly alienated her, she was naturally afraid, how did she know that Steve was training her on purpose, she thought that Steve didn't want her up.

She was so frightened that she cried aloud, and crawled into his arms while crying, mumbled, "Don't... don't want me, no..."

Only then did Steve realize that he had frightened the child, so he quickly hugged him and coaxed him softly. Olivia lay in his arms crying heartbreakingly. Thunder.

He took a look.

You have to provoke her to do something.

"I didn't say I don't want you." Steve took a piece of paper and wiped her tears, "But you have to eat the tomato, you have to be obedient, you understand?"

"Oli...be obedient." She said while sobbing, crying sadly in his arms, for fear that he would not want her.

The little hands gripped Steve's clothes tightly and did not let go at all.

She was so scared, Steve felt even more guilty, he pulled her quilt to wrap her around her and coaxed her softly, then leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, comforted her non-stop, and apologized to her.

But Olivia couldn't listen to anything now.

She just kept clinging to Steve's arm and sobbing.

She was afraid to die.

"Okay, don't cry." Steve hugged her and gave her a piece of fruit, grabbed a small handful of blueberries and fed her, "I didn't say I don't want you, I just told you that you must eat the tomato."

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, nodded her head, curled up in his arms and didn't want to get up, and he stuffed a few blueberries in her mouth.

"Don't want me." She choked, "Olly...Olly be good...don't want..."

"Well. Be good, Ollie, I won't send you away." He kissed her distressedly, Olivia crawled on top of him, buried her head in the side of his neck and rubbed, her small body was still a little bit Tight, she was really scared.

Although Olivia had already forgotten how she felt in the laboratory, her instinct still made her feel that she would be very sad to leave Steve.

She hung in Steve's arms all day, and whenever he tried to put her down, the little girl bit her lip and sobbed.

He made a crime himself, so he has to solve it by himself.

He coaxed the little girl to wash her face and change clothes, and carried her to the park outside to see that she finally showed a smile, and she was still holding on to luck.

Children are very playful, and they don't remember things very clearly. After a while, they forget the previous things.

But when the little girl got home, she basically stuck with him except when he went to the bathroom.

I was afraid that I would not find him when I turned around.

Steve sat on the toilet with his forehead on his hands.

"Steve..."

The soft, crying voice from outside called him tentatively, "Steve..."

"……I am here."

...1 minutes later...

"Steve..."

"……I am here."

In the next time, Olivia would call him in about 30 seconds, and knocked on the door crying when she didn't get a reply.

It's safe to go to the toilet.

He was very speechless.

It can be regarded as understanding a sentence.

Do not live by sin.

He has nothing to do to scare her...

The child's memory is indeed not that good. It made her cry heartbreakingly before, but now it's much better. At least she won't be stuck at the toilet door waiting for him to come out.

But she was sad to see that he couldn't take her with him every time he went out.

Natasha occasionally came to watch for him.

Children will have this kind of stage. When the parents leave home at first, she doesn't understand what you are going to do, and maybe she will wave goodbye to you with a smile.

But when they grow up, they understand that you are going out, and you don't take her with you, but you leave by yourself and leave her to someone she doesn't know very well, so naturally they will keep crying.

Obviously, Olivia is at this stage.

As a superhero, Steve doesn't have time to stay in the apartment every day and accompany Olivia playing with building blocks. He always has to go on missions to fight criminals.

But the little girl couldn't leave him.

When she first saw Natasha coming, Olivia would squeal with joy, run over with her short legs and throw herself on Natasha's lap, begging her to hug her, and she would drool on her face. They have to lie on other people's chests and rub them back and forth.

When she had had enough fun with Natasha, when she wanted to find Steve, she couldn't find him. The insecure little girl anxiously searched for him all over the room, and cried when she couldn't find him.

Every time.

Slowly Olivia figured out what was going on.

Every time Natasha came, Olivia frowned and pursed her lips, holding on to Steve and not letting go, neither calling anyone nor making a sound, just lying in Steve's arms and unable to get up, Natasha always Touch her and she screams.

Steve and Natasha couldn't laugh or cry.

"Ollie." Natasha leaned over, and the little girl immediately turned her face away, and buried her head in Steve's chest. From his perspective, Steve could see that the little girl was puffing up, and even started to take a deep breath.

Steve reached out and poked her bulging cheek, "I won't go out today, Natasha just came to have a meal."

Olivia raised her head, and there was clearly a sentence written in the emerald eyes.

'Do you think I'll believe it. '

With her like this, Steve couldn't help laughing out loud, and angrily grabbed the little girl's arm, and even leaned over to bite him, biting him hard.

As far as her small teeth are concerned, Steve can't feel any pain at all.

"Really, Ollie." He rubbed the little girl's head. "I'm not going out today."

Olivia looked at him with a serious face, but still had some doubts. She glanced quietly at Natasha, and then at the kitchen.

It is true that there are supermarket bags on the dining table.

Steve could feel her relax.

But Olivia still talked to Natasha reluctantly.

Steve patted her little bottom, "Scream."

"...Auntie..."

She had a childish voice, and after yelling, she slipped back into Steve's arms and looked at Natasha vigilantly, for fear that she would take Steve away again, so naturally she didn't like her.

"dad……"

She rubbed her head against Steve's arms, full of dependence.

Steve patted her on the back, a little helpless.

"What did you teach?"

"No." He explained, and Natasha's eyes suddenly turned evil.

It's still very easy to coax a young girl. Olivia didn't last long before she was coaxed by Natasha again.

Steve didn't know what she taught Olivia until he bathed her at night, and he took the bottle and asked the little girl what happened tonight.

Although Natasha told her to keep it a secret, how could such an older child remember it, and say what she thought of.

"Dad." She blinked. "Where's Ma Ma?"

Steve:? ? ?

"Auntie said..." She hugged the unicorn, "Nini is Mama..."

Steve:? ? ? ?

"Why not...together?" She tilted her head. Olivia has learned to speak quickly recently, and can already easily put some sentences together.

Steve: ...

Steve: "Okay, shut up and let me sleep."

After speaking, he stuffed the bottle into her mouth, forced her down and turned off the light.

Tony in New York sneezed.

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Washington People: Captain, please be human QAQ please don't let her cry QAQ

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