[Comprehensive] Please call me Rain God

"Ollie, you should go to bed."

After returning from Xavier Talent School, Olivia seemed to be alive again, she was so excited, her emerald eyes were shining brightly.

When I came back, I felt that everything was very fresh, and I wanted to touch it everywhere.

Steve let her video call Charles for a while after he bathed her, and the man looked at the child as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Seriously, if Olivia was picked up by Charles in the first place, this child must be quite happy.

My father is so pampering.

The little girl was babbling and talking to him. She was wearing a pink pajamas that Charles had bought for her. The size was just right at first, but she was depressed and angry that week, and she lost a lot of weight.

Now it's a lot looser to wear.

Steve helped her pull the nightgown that had slipped off her shoulders, and took the quilt to wrap her around her. Charles looked at the time and thought it was time for the little girl to go to bed, so he offered to hang up.

Olivia raised her hand obediently to say goodbye to him before crawling into Steve's arms.

Steve thought it was time, but the little girl didn't want to sleep at all, just like before, just wearing a diaper and sticking out her little buttocks, playing with things on the bed.

"Okay, Ollie, you really should go to bed."

Steve patted her limp little bottom, pulled her over, and rubbed her in his arms, "Sleep."

Olivia lay obediently in his arms, holding his arm with her small hands, raised her head and rubbed his chin with her small head, with a baby voice.

"Can't sleep."

"Oh?"

Olivia was self-conscious, her little hand was pressed against her chest again, her brows were frowning and her tone was a bit melancholy.

"This is how to do?"

This tone made Steve couldn't help curling his lips, "What should I do?"

Olivia still pouted, "Phuket Island."

Steve couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Okay, honey, you really should go to bed."

Olivia responded, opened her mouth to take the bottle that Steve stuffed into her mouth, and kept looking at him with big eyes blinking.

"What do you see me doing?" Steve pinched her little cheek, "Huh?"

Olivia let go, and smiled, "Daddy looks good!"

"...Who taught you." The corner of his mouth twitched slightly and patted her fleshy buttocks, touched her cool short legs, and frowned, "It's better to wear a pair of trousers for you."

He put Olivia on the bed, went to the closet to get a pair of her trousers, put them on, and held her cold little fleshy feet with his big hands, intending to warm her up.

Olivia said at first that she wasn't sleepy, but after drinking milk, her eyelids began to twitch, and she fell asleep in his arms limply.

Barely drinking all the milk, the little girl rolled over into his arms with a whimper, her little hands tugged on his shirt and did not let go, she pursed her lips and arched her arms into his arms.

Steve hooked the corners of his lips, kissed her on the forehead, pulled the quilt to cover the little girl, and turned to turn off the desk lamp.

It was the best sleep he'd had this week.

With the limp little girl in his arms, he naturally slept a lot better.

Olivia didn't sleep well that night.

She always had nightmares, and would wake up crying in the middle of the night, and when she woke up, Steve would wake up too, and he kept hugging the girl in his arms and coaxing her.

Olivia was afraid like this, not because she was scared those few days. Charles coaxed her for a week, but it was useless. The child only wanted to find Steve, so how could it be useful for Charles to coax her.

She woke up with a start, cried for her father, opened her eyes and saw that it was really Steve, and then fell silent, lying on his chest, rubbing her eyes and sobbing.

"Okay, it's all right," he patted her on the back, "Ollie is home, Dad is by your side."

"Ah."

She responded, and lay on his chest motionless. It took an unknown amount of time before she fell asleep in a daze.

But even if she fell asleep, she would wake up again not long after, but this time she couldn't fall asleep.

Steve hugged her and kissed the top of her hair, patted her on the back, hummed a lullaby softly, listening to the lullaby after a long absence, Olivia really calmed down, and fell asleep on his chest until the next day It was early in the morning.

The little guy who woke up sat up, looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling in a daze, and suddenly grinned and cried, which shocked Steve.

When she saw that it was him who was sleeping next to her, she stopped crying, lying in his arms and fiddling with the buttons of his clothes.

She blinked and looked around the room, then suddenly grinned.

Steve was very helpless, the little guy thought he was there when he fell asleep.

She squatted on the bed and suddenly shivered, then remained motionless.

You don't even need to think about what Olivia is doing.

He took off her pants, patted her bulging diaper, and kissed her face.

"Okay, baby, you should go take a shower."

"Don't wash."

She frowned and grabbed her clothes to prevent Steve from taking them off, and pouted, "Don't wash it."

"why?"

"It doesn't stink." She raised her arm to sniff, "It smells good!"

"You have to wash it if it smells good." Steve ignored her at all, quickly stripped Olivia clean, and carried the naked little girl to the bathroom to bathe her.

Olivia sits in the basin and plays with the rubber duck, so he can hide behind the shower curtain and take a quiet bath. After he wraps up the bath towel, he can scrub the little guy outside, dry it, and then hug her to give it to him. She washes her hair.

The washed little curly hair felt soft and unbelievably fluffy.

Her white and tender face was washed pink, and she was sitting on the bed wearing the little skirt Charles bought her, pouting and pulling down the stockings.

Steve had promised Charles before that he would often send him photos or videos of the little girl. Her little pouting appearance was just interesting. Steve took a video of her and sent it to Charles.

Charles watched it several times.

I'm in a good mood all day.

Olivia opened her mouth to accept the tender egg fed by Steve, chewed it with puffed cheeks, held a piece of bread in her little hand, and stuffed it into her mouth vigorously.

"It's not that I won't let you eat." Tony swallowed the bread, twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help complaining about Olivia. "What are you doing in such a hurry to eat?"

Olivia looked up at him, stuffed another piece of bread into her mouth, patted Steve's thigh with the other hand, and yelled inarticulately.

Said that he would also like to eat eggs.

Steve puts a slice of boiled carrot under the egg, and Olivia has another thing besides tomatoes that she hates: carrots.

When she ate it and chewed it, she felt something was wrong, and when she was about to spit it out, she felt a pressure on her head, forcing her to swallow it.

Olivia pouted aggrievedly, "Don't want that!"

"No."

Steve picked up another piece of carrot with a blank expression, "Don't eat this and there are tomatoes."

Olivia: ...

She flattened her mouth and didn't dare to cry. Steve would not spoil Olivia unconditionally like Charles did. It was about her health, and Steve would never give in.

Olivia reluctantly opened her mouth to take another slice of carrot, and ate all five before Steve let her go and gave her a mouthful of mushrooms sautéed in butter.

She hadn't eaten so much for a long time. Olivia clutched her swollen belly and rested on her little chair. The fleshy belly obviously looked great in the hand.

Steve felt that she needed to add a little more nutrition. She didn't eat much at Xavier's place before, and her chubby little face was no longer bulging.

He was thinking about making a small hamburger for her at noon, with a small cheese slice on top, and two boiled carrot slices and boiled broccoli on the side.

Olivia took small sips of water, hiccupped a little and wanted to get off her chair. Steve put her down and let her go to the cool pad to play with building blocks.

He hasn't played with building blocks for a long time, and today he happily poured out all the building blocks and placed them on the ground, screaming excitedly.

It's rare for a little girl to be so happy, and Steve and the others didn't stop it, as long as they don't cry.

It rained a lot during this time.

"came back?"

Steve had just washed some fruit and planned to give it to Olivia later, when he walked to the lobby, he saw James who had just come out of the elevator.

The man grinned at him, and when he turned his head, he saw Olivia with her back turned to him, fiddling with building blocks.

He knew that Steve had taken her to Xavier, and he didn't know that Steve had brought her back when he came back.

He walked over quietly and jumped Olivia.

The little guy shivered from his fright, and was about to cry with red eyes, but when he saw James, Olivia started screaming excitedly again, ran towards him and hugged his neck, begging him to hug him Not to mention, it made him drool.

"Mama!!!"

Olivia kissed him, her small body directly shrunk into his arms, and kept giggling.

"Don't scare her, she's always been scared these two days."

Steve frowned and kicked his ass, "Cry and watch out for the flood to wash you away."

James shrugged, picked Olivia up, sat on the sofa with her in his arms, and took out the small gift for Olivia from his pocket.

Still a lollipop.

He had been eating the lollipop last time for Olivia for a week before he ate it all up. This time he bought another one for her to eat.

"I told you to give her less sugar."

Just as Steve was about to reach for it, Olivia quickly grabbed it and hugged it in her arms, pouted, "Mine!"

"Ollie won't give it to Dad?"

Olivia tilted her head and thought for a while, "No!"

"Why?" Steve poked her forehead, "Why didn't you give it to me?"

"No!" She said righteously, she couldn't say anything else, anyway, she just didn't give it to Steve, and she even hid it in her clothes, holding her little hands tightly and refused to give it to him.

"Really."

He pinched her nose, "Does she know that I will snatch it away and not give it to her?"

"It seems so."

The two of them looked at the little girl in their arms at the same time. Olivia didn't pay attention to the two of them at all. She was biting the packaging bag vigorously, planning to tear it open.