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He also deliberately stressed: "be clean, don't be like the Dean, and finally I have to clean up the mess." he reached out and patted Zhu yunhang on the shoulder, gently pulled his lips and said, "remember, you are a researcher, and your task is to carry out the orders of your boss."

Zhu yunhang wanted to refute, but he was blocked by Mo Beichen in advance.

Breakfast was very. Several little guys saw their Baba and didn't go down upstairs. Mo junle went upstairs with Mo Junlei to call him.

When they passed Mo Beichen's bedroom, they saw that he just came out of the study.

"Is Baba working so early? What a hard-working child." Mo junle sighed.

"Grandpa gives Baba a vacation, where will there be work." Mo Junlei walks along the corridor to the study and pushes the door open directly.

"Elder brother, is it really good for us to enter Baba's study like this? Is there any secret of the research institute?" Mo junle talked like squeezing his voice, for fear of being heard by Mo Beichen.

"We are not spies. Even if we see what we shouldn't see, it won't spread out." Mo Junlei said and went into the study.

There are three simple clothes designs on the desk. The two little guys take them up and look at them curiously.

"Mo Junlei?" Mo junle took the sketch and stared at the name on it.

"Mo Junhan? Here's your name," said Mo Junlei.

The names of the three of them are on the three clothes design drawings.

"Oh, our Baba is not really smart. Why do we make complaints about us in such a childish way?" Mo Jun Yue understood that the intention of Baba was immediately tucking up. "Can't he use his heart? Even if we are naked, grandma and great grandmother can know who we are."

"Baba's intentions are all in the battlefield. In the Research Institute, how can he pay attention to us." Mo Junlei pursed his lips. Naturally, he was very dissatisfied with the design drawings of these three clothes.

"Why is it only ours? Why don't Baba design a dress for herself? If we wear it together, it must be parent-child clothes." Mo junle put down the design drawing in his hand. Then he had an idea, grabbed the clean white paper next to him, and drew several pieces according to the clothes painted by Mo Beichen.

The words behind the clothes are no longer their names. But 'boss',' second ',' third ',' Baba '.

"No, it needs to be changed." Mo Junlei said his opinion. He grabbed the pen from Mo junle's hand, took a piece of paper again, and drew only one, which belongs to Mo Beichen's clothes.

Behind Mo Beichen's T-shirt, he wrote 'boss of the social League'.

"Ha ha..." Mo junle smiled treacherously. "Baba, do you have the impulse to kill us when you see this? Is the title of boss of the social League inspired by Aunt Qin?" the little guy couldn't close his mouth with a smile. "However, I think there is still something missing."

"Have a son, have Baba, but not numb?" Mo Junlei thought with his small hand, supporting his chin.

"Yes, there is no hemp. Give me the pen." Mo junle grabbed the pen in his hand and drew another T-shirt for hemp in the future. On the back of the compassionate shirt was written "the landlady of the social group.". "Brother, do you feel good?"