[Comprehensive] Please call me Rain God

"Olly!" James clutched the towel around his waist tightly, gnashing his teeth to stop a little guy who was pulling his towel, "Let go!"

Olivia was having fun, squinting her eyes and smiling happily. She didn't listen to James' words at all, her little hands tightly clutched his towel, her little butt sat down hard, and she tried her best not to let go.

Seeing him raise a hand as if he wanted to spank her, Olivia let out a cry of surprise, quickly let go and turned around to run.

It looked like he was going to spank her, but in fact James was going to grab his towel down and slammed his back against the wall without any warning due to inertia.

James: ...

Why is this kid so naughty! ! ! !

If it's a little boy, forget it, just pull it down and watch it.

But this is a girl! ! !

You can't just show her this! ! !

I have already started to understand, what if I go out and talk nonsense? !

This is always the case.

He was very angry, but looking at her pitiful little appearance, he couldn't bear to talk about her. She curled her lips and stared at him with her big eyes without blinking, with a childish voice.

"Well, I was wrong."

Once she was like this, how could James be willing to talk about her.

James was resting his forehead and sighing when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf.

He let out an 'ow' and looked down.

The little guy blinked his eyes and looked up, holding several leg hairs in his fleshy hands, and suddenly grinned.

James: ...

James swears, he really wanted to pick this girl up and spank her just now.

He took a deep breath, and was thinking about how to teach her a lesson, when suddenly it was cold...

The little girl raised her head, holding a few hairs of his legs with one hand, and the towel she had just torn off from him with the other, looking at him with a bewildered expression.

James: ...

"Different!"

"I know it's different!" He pressed the beating forehead, forcefully pulled the towel from her hand, squatted down and taught her a lesson. "But you can't just take off other people's bath towels, and you are a girl, you can't do this to anyone of a different gender than you!"

He was so fierce all of a sudden, Olivia was so frightened that she couldn't help but take a step back, her emerald eyes were filled with horror, and she looked at him timidly with her two little fleshy hands together.

"Don't cry!"

"Ollie, Ollie didn't cry."

She pursed her mouth and lowered her head.

It's been a long time.

"Oli is wrong." She walked over and gently pulled his towel off, suddenly remembering what he just said, she quickly let go, bowed her head and admitted her mistake. "Don't be angry, Ollie is wrong."

Seeing that he still had a serious face, Olivia was terrified, and timidly came over and hugged his neck, kissed him several times on the cheek, and obediently lay on the side of his neck, soft nest In his arms did not move.

"Will you do it next time?"

He slapped her fleshy little butt lightly, and stretched out his hand to pinch her flesh again, "Huh?"

"Don't do it." She said timidly, "I was wrong."

She was pinched by him and shivered, she leaned into his arms very obediently, kissed him again very flatteringly, and lay motionless on his shoulder.

"Punish you not to eat ice cream today."

As soon as he finished saying this, he felt that the little guy in his arms seemed to be depressed in an instant. His fleshy body was lying in his arms, his short arms wrapped around his neck, and his little face was rubbing against his body. , "Olly is wrong..."

"If you make a mistake, you can't eat it." He patted her little butt again, "You must remember."

Olivia pursed her mouth and looked quite resentful. She obediently lay on top of him, and squeezed his arm, "Bad guy."

"Ok?"

"Baji is a good person." She immediately changed her words, and lied in his arms to please him, and kissed him on the cheek again. "Baji is awesome."

"It's almost there."

He put the little guy on the ground, tidied the bath towel around it himself, turned around and planned to go to the kitchen, but before he could go out, he was dragged off the bath towel by a fat orange cat.

"ah!!"

The little girl behind him pointed at his ass.

"Bad man!"

James: ...

James refused to give up and sued Steve.

'Your daughter tugged at my leg hair. '

'Anyway, there are so many, these few are not bad. '

James: ...

Why did he go to abuse :).

Knowing that this damn guy has always doted on this child, even if Olivia bought the house, he would just smile.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and after looking at the next message from Steve, his expression suddenly changed.

'Instead of worrying about your leg hair, worry about your chest hair. '

...it's really possible.

During the day she had a lot of trouble, but at night she was not good at it.

James took a bath for her and cleaned up the bathroom by himself, and saw the little guy playing with the unicorn doll with his little butt pouted, pursing his lips and moaning.

"What are you humming?" He sat down and patted her pouted buttocks, "Huh?"

"Dad." She called out while hugging the unicorn, "I miss Dad."

"He'll be back in a few days." He took the baby bottle on the side, and before the little guy planned to sing and dance and not sleep, he directly turned off the light and pressed it, and stuffed the bottle in, "You should go to sleep."

When Steve came back, Olivia was only wearing a diaper with a bib on it, and her little brown curly hair was tied up twice by James casually, looking a little messy.

The little girl held a chicken drumstick in her hand, her mouth was full of oil, her fleshy cheeks were bulging, and she was stunned when she saw him standing at the door.

Olivia let out a scream, her eyes widened and she ran towards him with the drumstick in her hand.

"father!"

He knelt down, held down Olivia's little body that was about to pounce on him, took out a tissue from his pocket very skillfully, and wiped her hands and mouth.

Picking up the little girl, looking around, he saw James lying on the sofa.

No need to think about how he was devastated.

"How to dress her like this." He raised his leg and kicked James' leg, "What if I catch a cold?"

"...I can't wash it anymore." He lazily raised his hand, pointing to a pile of children's clothes hanging in the bathroom, "She has to wash it when she gets dirty...and that's it."

Steve held his forehead, looked sideways at the little girl who was leaning on his arms and was devoting herself to eating chicken legs, "Why did you eat a mouthful?" He put her on the ground, went to wash his hands and took the unrecognizable chicken she bit into. Put the chicken legs on a plate and peel them off bit by bit.

After the bone was lost, he took her little hand and took her to the sofa, and asked her to do it honestly, holding the plate and eating in small bites.

"It's not bad." He pinched Olivia's chubby little face, "She's a little fatter." Steve glanced at him again, "You've lost a lot of weight."

This is not nonsense.

Your daughter treats me like this and that all day long, can I not lose weight? !

The corners of James' mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at the well-behaved little girl who sat obediently by the sofa and ate chicken legs, what a crime.

This little guy is in front of him, why is he so cute in front of him?

Olivia obediently picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Steve. The man took it with his mouth open and patted the little girl's head with a smile.

"Oli, look what I bought."

When he came back, he was holding a gift box in his hand, which should have been bought abroad. James guessed for a while, maybe it was a doll inside.

He guessed wrong.

He bought a set of building blocks that can be put together to build a house with windows and doors, and a few children's books.

James looked around, as if he saw stickers of various English letters and simple words on the walls of their apartment.

Oh yes, there should be a giraffe height chart posted on the wall next to the door.

Sure enough, he saw that Steve took out a height meter out of nowhere.

"What's your expression?" Steve looked at James, who was twitching at the corners of his lips and brows, with a puzzled expression, "Give me the tape in the drawer, and the scissors too."

"……Oh."

Olivia blinked and watched the two big men fiddling there. She obediently ate the chicken thigh, and tilted her head to look at the long yellow and brown things on the wall.

"Ollie, come on."

She ate the last bite of chicken thigh, got off the sofa obediently, and trot to Steve, "Huh?"

"Stand still. Don't move."

He simply measured it.

"It seems that a normal child is shorter than her age."

"She is only seventy centimeters." James frowned. "It should be due to insufficient nutrition. She has been there before, how could the nutrition keep up."

Olivia blinked her eyes and tilted her head. She didn't know what the two of them were talking about. She was wearing a bib and had no clothes on her bare legs. She suddenly shivered and felt a little cold.

"One piece of clothing is gone?" Steve frowned, took the girl's cool arm, and pulled her into his arms.

"It's gone," he pouted in the bedroom, "Your good daughter took her juice and poured it in, there's nothing left."

Steve rubbed his forehead.

"I'll go get one of mine first." He put the little girl down, went back to the bedroom and looked through the clothes, randomly found a dress that looked relatively small, put it on the little guy, grabbed the collar at the back, and tied it with a hair tie one time.

"Where are the pants?"

"The pants should work."

He went to the bathroom to look for it, took a pair of pink trousers, and handed him socks.

"Why didn't you use the dryer for your clothes?"

"You asked a good question." He smiled on the skin, "Your daughter doesn't know how to break this."

Steve: ...

The two of them looked at the little girl sitting on the ground pulling the socks off her feet at the same time. The little girl raised her head, frowned and whimpered, and didn't want to wear socks.

"Looks like I need to buy a safety lock."