[Comprehensive] Please call me Rain God

Olivia, who has been murdered, recently ate tomatoes obediently. Whether she was cooking pasta, squeezing juice or even eating them raw, she would swallow them honestly and open her mouth to show him.

She really ate it this time.

Toto also managed to get rid of it, so he didn't have to eat the tomato anymore.

Cats can eat less tomatoes, but many cats don't like to eat them. Toto was forced by Olivia, so he had to open his mouth to eat.

He squatted at Olivia's feet, taking small bites of cat food.

Olivia blinked, raised her small hand and gently touched Toto's back. Steve wanted to stop it when he saw it, but after thinking about it, the cat seemed to be very tolerant towards the child, no matter whether she rushed In the past, Toto would not get angry when the bear hugged her or pulled her tail, and when biting her, she just held her in her mouth without using any force at all.

"Ollie. It's eating."

He knelt down and waved to her, "Come here."

She got up, went to Steve again, leaned against his arms like a boneless one, raised her hands and scratched her face, watching Toto eat the cat food with great interest.

"Like it so much?"

"like!"

She smiled, turned around and hugged Steve, "Dad... likes it!"

After he finished speaking, he hesitated, "Ma Ma..." I also like it.

Before she could say the last three words, Olivia was covered by Steve, "Okay, I see, you should go eat some fruit."

Steve was speechless about Natasha's bad taste, and he could even guess what she wanted to do next.

"There!" Olivia pointed to one of the rooms. The door of that bedroom was closed. Since the day she came, that bedroom had never been opened. Olivia was quite curious.

"That room, you can see the people inside in a few days." He smoothed the little girl's curly hair, pinched her face, "Okay, let's go eat some fruit."

Olivia likes to eat fruit. Steve washed an apple, peeled and cored it, cut a quarter for her, and stuffed it for her.

Olivia held the apple in both hands like a little hamster, biting it in small bites, her cheeks bulging.

Toto ate all the cat food, drank a little water, meowed and walked towards Olivia, jumped into her arms skillfully, and grabbed her apple to eat.

Olivia ate the top and Toto ate the bottom.

This gave Steve a headache.

Toto stepped on Olivia's leg with one paw, wrapped his paw around Olivia's arm, and ate her apple with his head up.

Steve reached out and grabbed Toto by the nape of the neck and picked it up directly. He took the apple in Olivia's hand, put the cat on the table, and put Olivia's apple in front of it.

"Eat here."

Toto: ...

Toto's ears were turned back, and he squatted obediently on the small table to eat an apple. Steve put his arms around Olivia, washed her hands and handed her a new apple.

Olivia quietly observed Steve, watching him go to deal with other things, quietly bit off a piece, put it on the table, and pushed it to an orange cat who loves apples.

She thought Steve didn't see her secretly feeding Toto, but the man leaning on the kitchen wall could see clearly.

He sighed lightly.

Let her be happy.

The weather has not been very good these days, it has been raining lightly, and it's a bit chilly outside. Steve didn't keep an eye on Olivia. The little girl climbed onto the back of the sofa, opened the window, and was blown by the cool wind. I have a cold and a fever.

Except for the little girl who looked weak when she was brought back by them and was dying, now she has a high fever and looks sick, curled up in a ball with tears in her eyes.

The weather wasn't very good, but after meeting this little guy urging the rain, it was impossible to see outside.

Her face was burning red, her lips were a little chapped, her nose was a little red, her curly hair was messy, and she looked cute in warm yellow children's pajamas.

Steve went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, and fed the little girl according to the doctor's advice. Olivia felt sleepy after taking the medicine, but she was so hungry that she crawled on top of him whimpering, wanting to eat something.

Steve made a little less oatmeal for her, and she was a little sleepy after eating most of it.

Sweat covered her forehead and back, and her body was sticky and made her feel uncomfortable.

The medicine is still very effective. After eating oatmeal, Steve fed her a lot of water, wrapped Olivia in a quilt, hugged her in his arms, and then turned off the light and went to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the child caught fire again in the middle of the night, and the temperature was still very high.

Burned the little girl dizzy.

It is impossible to continue like this.

He put on his clothes, wrapped Olivia in a thick blanket, and took her to the hospital by taxi.

Spent the night in the hospital.

The little girl got better after the fever-reducing injection, but her body was still limp. Olivia liked to cling to Steve even more when she was sick all her life.

To lie in his arms all day long.

But in a few days, he was going to go far away to deal with some tasks, and he might send the child to Tony, but seeing how the child was clinging to him now, he was a little uneasy.

Steve looked at the sleeping girl lying on his chest with some distress, sighed lightly, pulled the quilt to cover him, and then closed his eyes.

Olivia was sitting on the sofa with Toto in her arms, and the cat in her arms was dozing in a mass in her arms. Olivia was also a little sleepy, resting her chin on the pillow, squinting her eyes and falling asleep.

She no longer has a fever, but she always has some colds, and the tip of her nose is red.

Steve had just showered himself and was about to clean the little girl up when he found her asleep on the couch.

He walked over and called her softly, the little girl moved and opened her eyes, and stretched out her hand begging him to hug her in a daze. Steve took her, took her in his arms, took a bath for her, and carefully dried her pussy Curly hair, and then put her under the quilt.

He went to the living room to put some cat food for Toto, shoveled the excrement, and then went to the kitchen to make some milk powder.

The little girl still has a good appetite, but she can't stop drinking night milk all the time.

He shook her lightly, tentatively brought the bottle to her mouth, saw her open her mouth to hold it, and felt relieved.

Olivia is very hungry, and occasionally wakes up hungry in the middle of the night, crying and asking him to eat.

After she ate, she got into his arms and fell asleep in a daze. Steve was about to turn off the light when he heard a knock on the door.

He went out to have a look, and it turned out that the guy who lived in the next room had come home.

James Barnes had just finished his role, and when he saw his good friend coming out to greet him, he was about to give him a hug with a smile on his face, but he saw that the room was messy, not to mention, it was still full of children's toys.

A chubby orange cat squatted not far away, staring at him vigilantly with vertical pupils, and let out several roars from its throat.

"This……"

James pointed to the room, and thought of what a certain woman said inexplicably, "You won't make a child while I'm away."

Steve: ...

Steve: "What do you mean... make a baby."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "It's the child I rescued after the end of my previous mission. I brought her back when she was left unattended."

"Where is it?" He stretched his neck to search, and vaguely saw a small lump on Steve's bed through the crack of the door. "Did you go to bed so early?"

"She was sick and just recovered, so she went to bed early."

Steve looked at the time, "Okay, it's time for you to wash up and rest, too."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, and turned back to warn him not far away.

"Keep down, don't wake her up."

James responded a few times perfunctorily. He hadn't experienced the fear of being dominated by Olivia at this time, but simply thought that the child felt light and couldn't help making trouble.

"I will be away for about a week tomorrow, and Ollie will be in your care."

James waved his hand.

"I know, I know."

Olivia turned over and stretched out her hand to touch her side in a daze. Before she touched Steve, she made a few milky noises. When she heard voices outside, she got out of bed and rubbed her eyes and mouth. He mumbled to his father and walked out.

The light outside was bright, and Olivia was so blinded that she was about to trip over her left foot and fall off her right foot. Steve quickly hugged her and hugged her directly.

James didn't see the little girl's appearance at all, only her brown curly hair that was raised indiscriminately, and her little white, tender, fat calf.

Steve coaxed her softly, "Let's go back to sleep."

James: "Steve, you will definitely be a good father in the future."

Steve: ...

Steve: "Go back to sleep."

The man shrugged and turned away, waiting for Steve to close the door before turning off the light.

Olivia didn't pay attention to who Steve was talking to just now, she was so sleepy.

She lay on Steve's shoulder and let out a few childish moans. The cute Steve didn't want it, and his limp body lay in his arms, still muttering about Dad.

"Father is here." He kissed her forehead, "Let's sleep."

"Hmm..." She squinted her eyes in a daze, and groaned, her whole body limp, "Sleep... sleep..."

Before she finished speaking, she fell headlong on his shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Steve put her under the covers, thought about it, and wanted to write a list for James.

He didn't want to come back and see a skinny little Olivia.

After finally raising her a soft body, it would be too cost-effective if it fell back.

He wrote a full five pages, but he couldn't think of anything, so he turned off the lamp and went back to the big bed, hugged the little girl who just came over, and suddenly remembered something.

The child is probably going to cry miserably.

So will James.

He had no idea how such an older child could cry for an hour.

Olivia was dug out from the warm bed by Steve early in the morning, and she was shaking in a daze when she saw a man leaning against the door.

She rubbed her eyes, tilted her head in doubt, and crawled into Steve's arms almost subconsciously, making a few soft milk sounds in his arms.

This little milk voice is very cute.

Olivia has just woken up, her curly hair is messy, her white and tender little face is puffy, her pink and tender little mouth is moist, she is huddled in the warm yellow children's pajamas, looking soft and cute.

"This is your Uncle James." He raised Olivia's little hand and waved, "I'm going out and I planned to take you to Tony's, but he was too busy and didn't have time, you have to talk to this uncle this week together."

Olivia was dumbfounded, she looked up at Steve in a daze, her mind was messed up before she woke up, but when she heard the phrase "bolt from the blue", she stunned the little girl.

She understood nothing but one thing.

Steve is leaving.

She wants to be with this strange man.

"Oli, you have to be good, don't..."

Before Steve could finish his sentence, the sudden scream and subsequent crying startled him and James.

Olivia raised her head and wailed loudly. The tears gathered in her eye sockets and flowed down quickly. When she cried like this, the wind, thunder, and heavy rain began to blow outside.

There was a sudden bang of thunder, but it made James feel stupid.

But his IQ is still online.

"This rain..." He pointed at Olivia stammeringly, "She...she..."

"She still can't control her abilities."

Steve was very helpless, knelt down to wipe away the little girl's tears, hugged her and coaxed her non-stop, "I won't be away for a long time, I'll come back and bring you a present."

Olivia couldn't listen, she grabbed Steve's clothes with her small hands, and desperately burrowed into his arms, crying and talking.

"No, don't go!"

James was dazed by her crying, and he seemed to have seen his own miserable week.

He swallowed.

"Is it too late for me to regret it now?"

"late."

The author has something to say:

Hmm...Because of the 50-year relationship, James Barnes in this article is a sweet guy who hasn't fallen off the cliff. Maybe he will change Jarvis tomorrow and become Howard's butler Jarvis, or directly Change Jarvis to Butler, which one do you prefer?

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James took Olivia, this week in Washington, I can't live.