Clara listened carefully and thought for a while. She didn’t guess right first, but her face blushed when she thought of something.
"Edison, you’re so bad."
"Hurry up and tell me your answer. Let me see if your guess is right." Edison insisted that Clara give the answer.
"Anyway, I don't want it tonight. I know what it is."
"You don't want it tonight? Even if you don't want it tonight, you have to ask for it tomorrow morning. You will use it. I use it every day." Edison was full of confidence and stared at Clara's lips.
"Foam. You like it."
"Stop saying that, isn't that the thing? Do not make me to speak it out. If you do this again, I won’t talk to you." Clara turned to leave, her cheeks were a little hot due to the riddle.
"Which thing?" Edison doesn't understand, isn't it just a
