Aimee and Cathy heard Martin's words, and their necks turned crimson.
How were they supposed to help him with this?
"Martin, stop messing around at a time like this," Aimee shouted at Martin, embarrassed and angry.
Martin's face flushed deeply, and then he shuddered.
He wanted to mess around, but he couldn't right now.
After feeling troubled for a while, Martin finally recovered, realizing that they had misunderstood his words.
"You... you misunderstood, I meant I don't have the urge to urinate, use yours!" Martin said, gritting his teeth, as he threw some cloth pieces to them.
Suddenly, Aimee and Cathy's expressions changed upon hearing Martin's words.
Using theirs meant they had to wet the cloth in front of Martin.
Seeing their hesitation, Martin quickly turned around and added,
