[Comprehensive] Please call me Rain God

Olivia can't take a bath by herself, Slude washed the little girl clean when she took a bath, looking at the ugly scar on the little guy's chest, and some pale pink scars on the white and tender skin that haven't faded , couldn't help being a little annoyed.

These guys are really over the top.

Slude gritted his teeth angrily.

She lightly touched the two scars on Olivia's chest, one long and one short. The little girl was not so wary of her anymore, and she took the initiative to reach out to grab her hand in a blink of an eye.

Soft and warm.

"It doesn't hurt."

Olivia shook her head, "It doesn't hurt at all."

"How did this happen?"

She knew that the short one was pierced by those people, but she didn't know about the long one.

Slude rubbed it lightly with his fingers a few times, and he could still feel the edge of the scar on it.

Olivia didn't know either, Steve only told her that she was sick.

"Dad said Ollie was sick." She touched her chest and muttered, "It seems to be bugs."

She didn't explain clearly, but Slude understood a little bit, anyway, it was all the fault of those guys.

There are no clothes that Olivia can wear here, but she dug out some children's clothes left by the previous owner from a room upstairs, and some of them were worn next to the body, and they were all new.

It looks like it hasn't been worn since it was washed.

She took a big towel and wrapped Olivia up, carried her back to the bedroom, changed her clothes, and saw her struggling to climb onto the bed with her little butt pouted.

The white and tender meat legs are interesting to look at.

She lay on the bed and groaned a few times, lifted the quilt and got in, only revealing a pair of emerald eyes, looking at her brightly.

Slude couldn't help but feel happy.

If she had really killed her just now...

She guessed she would regret it.

Slude didn't know how to describe the feeling of being called mother by this child, and all the resentment was turned into dust in the fright of her childish voice.

She took another towel and wiped her brown curly hair, and couldn't help but put her arms around her and took a deep breath.

Really fragrant.

The little guy leaned softly in her arms and obediently remained motionless for her to wipe, his big eyes were wet, looking soft and cute.

The little girl had a natural milky smell on her body, she was soft, and she called her 'mama' in a milky voice.

Slude thought she liked hearing the kid call her mother.

Sweet and soft.

"Okay, you should go to bed."

Slude pushed her on the bed, got up by himself, looked at the little guy looking straight at her, "Good night."

Olivia is more than three years old, and she has never slept alone. Usually, Steve hugs her to sleep. Although this is unreasonable, Steve has no plans to let the child sleep alone .

Olivia didn't dare to bring it up, so she could only hide herself in the quilt, and watched her turn off the light and leave.

The house is two bedroom.

Slude went back to the room where she lived before, lying on the bed but unable to sleep.

I always think about the little guy next door.

Slude didn't expect at all that she would be soft-hearted towards this child, but she actually became a little bit interested.

When she turned over, she heard a sound outside the door and saw someone knocking on the door, so she sat up from the bed.

It's Olivia.

The little guy hugged a pillow pitifully, looked up at her, "...afraid..."

Her voice was a little choked, obviously she had cried softly.

"Haven't you ever slept by yourself?"

Slude squatted down and looked at the little guy with a flat mouth. Seeing her reddish eye sockets, she couldn't help but feel a little troubled. Seeing her squatting down, Olivia hugged the pillow even more pitifully.

"Sleep with Dad..."

She pinched the bridge of her nose in distress, and got up to make way for her.

"come in."

The little girl let out a low cry of joy, threw her pillow on the bed, and climbed onto the bed with her short legs.

Slude put her pillow next to her and watched the little one get in and couldn't help but warn her.

"Don't move around, sleep well."

"Um……"

She responded, and lay on the bed with her back to Slude. Olivia wasn't used to it either. Compared to Slude, she missed Steve more, and she always rolled in Steve's arms. Said, still chatting with him a few words, and finally was forced by Steve to plug the bottle and let her sleep.

The little girl with her back turned her nose sniffed, her voice still sounded a bit choked, Slude sighed, she had never brought a child, but she knew that she should comfort her.

Kosru couldn't pull that face down.

She didn't move, and Olivia just choked up a few times. This day made her very tired. The little girl wiped away her tears, and fell asleep with her back turned to her not long after.

Olivia fell asleep, but Slude didn't feel sleepy at all.

There was a soft little guy lying next to her, which smelled delicious, and Slude had never slept with anyone before, so she couldn't sleep.

Slude sighed, and when he was about to turn over, Olivia had already turned over, curled up in her arms, her little face was puffed with sleep.

The little guy slept so soundly that Slude dared to reach out and hug Olivia.

The soft little guy made a few milky noises, leaned softly in her arms and remained motionless, his little hands grabbed her clothes and rubbed against her chest.

Slude gently wrapped his arms around her body, leaned over and kissed her forehead lightly.

She couldn't help but think back to when she was pregnant with the child.

In the beginning, Slude didn't know that she was pregnant, but only knew that she was imprisoned here and would be checked every week. She was a member of God's Domain, and she didn't know the treatment method of the atrium at all.

Even at the beginning of three months, her lower abdomen began to bulge slightly, but she didn't feel anything.

By the time the child was four months old, he was already able to move.

She leaned on the bed and looked at the small window on the door, and suddenly felt her stomach move.

Slude sat up abruptly, and she stared at her lower abdomen in surprise, only then did she realize something was wrong.

The little guy in her belly moved again, which made her understand what happened to her some time ago, and why they wanted to catch her.

Slude wanted to kill the child in her stomach, but how could these people let her succeed.

Slude hated it.

She was walking slowly on the ground with a big belly. There were four people in the room watching her. Slude couldn't beat the child at all. Every night, she could feel her slowly turning and moving around in her stomach. Yes, it made her want to beat her belly hard to knock out the child who shouldn't be born.

Slude still remembered that when she was forced to give birth to her, she was lifted onto the operating table before the month was up, and her stomach was cut open to take out the child.

The pain, she still remembered.

Slude woke up from the memories, the little girl in her arms was sleeping soundly with her head on her chest, and there seemed to be saliva on the corner of her mouth.

Olivia smashed her mouth, raised her little hand to wipe it casually, kicked her short legs, snatched the quilt and grunted a few times, and then arched into her arms.

She couldn't help but looked down at Olivia carefully.

This kid is really cute.

Slude raised his hand, and lightly touched Olivia's sleeping pink and tender face, which was as tender as pudding, with a pleasant milky scent, soft and fragrant.

Olivia moved slightly, opened her eyes in a daze, got up and rubbed her eyes and moaned, the little girl was sleepy, and didn't even notice that it wasn't Steve lying beside her.

Instead, it began to crawl into Slude's arms.

The woman sat up and watched the squinting little girl crawling over, hugged her neck and put her head on the side of her neck affectionately, rubbed her head a few times, muttered a few words, and then lay down on her body to sleep cooked.

Slude hugged her and patted her on the back lightly. With this pat, Olivia moved and groaned a few times, apparently complaining that she had moved suddenly.

Slude chuckled, couldn't help leaning over to kiss her cheek, and called her name softly for the first time.

"Ollie?"

She yelled, and Olivia also snorted, but she was very sleepy, and couldn't help getting up because of her harassment, and said in a childish voice that she wanted to drink water.

Slude was in a very good mood now, so he naturally hugged Olivia, poured her a glass of water, and fed her himself.

Seeing her tender lips become moist, I couldn't help but kiss her lips a few times, and squeezed her soft little hands by the way.

How is she so cute?

Slude brought her short legs over, gently pinched her calf, covered her again with the quilt, sat and hugged her for a while.

She is so soft.

Slude no longer had any thoughts of killing her before, but instead had some thoughts of taking her away.

Get her out of here.

Just the two of them.

Slude thought this was very good, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, then put his arms around her and closed her eyes for a light sleep.

The mother and daughter slept comfortably.

Steve and the others couldn't sleep at night.

Olivia cried a few times before going to bed, it was indeed raining.

They also found it raining.

Damn, there was only one place where it was raining, and they were happily planning to set off, but it rained in the whole New York state.

The result was normal rainfall.

Steve took a deep breath, glared fiercely at Thor who was standing by the door, and resisted the urge to rush over to beat him. Thor couldn't help shaking after feeling the terrifying sight.

"Still no clue?"

Looking at Steve's gloomy face, Barton nodded, "Not yet."

Steve raised his forehead, he stayed in the conference room for a while and then went straight back to his room.

The bed was still exactly the same as it was before Olivia left.

The quilt was lifted slightly, and the white unicorn was still placed next to her pillow, and the milk bottle was also placed on the bedside table, but the little one was gone.

Steve really experienced this time, the feeling that Olivia is really not around.

This is fucking bad.