The beautiful exhibition model of the past (wife mature adult novel)

Everyone who lives in Beijing knows that there is a big auto show every year, and each auto show is always crowded with people. In fact, everyone knows that there are only two purposes for going to an auto show, one is to see cars, and the other is to see beautiful women.

But what I want to write about is not the beauties at the auto show. I mentioned the beauties at the auto show just to explain to everyone that the beautiful models at the show are quite beautiful, especially those from some large companies with outstanding strength. At the auto show, the higher the value of the car, the higher the value of the model. Companies like BMW and Mercedes-Benz even hire world-famous models, such as Chen Juanhong and Ma Yanli. Small car companies generally use models with lower value. The value of car models varies by hundreds of times, ranging from a few hundred to tens of thousands.

Okay, let’s stop talking nonsense. The exhibition I attended that time was quite large in Beijing. Many people may know that the annual Beijing Science and Technology Industry Expo, abbreviated as CIIE, is the highlight of Beijing’s annual investment promotion. Large Chinese and foreign companies gathered at this exhibition. All major companies tried their best to show off their talents and showcase themselves. Of course, they could not do without beautiful models to help.

At the LG company's booth, I saw her, the heroine of this article, Yangyang.

LG's booth was quite large, about 150 square meters. The products on display included televisions, mobile phones, refrigerators and a series of other products. There were also many models, about seven or eight, scattered next to the display cabinets of each product. Honestly speaking, the models organized by LG Company stood out among the companies participating in this exhibition. All the models were tall and pretty with similar figures. Some girls even looked somewhat similar, which showed that a lot of thought went into selecting the models.

The model's clothes are very fashionable and modern, a bit like the beauties in the game, and they sparkle with silver when they are worn.

The clothes are very tight, and the breasts seem to be specially treated. I feel that every girl's breasts look firm and upright. It must be the clothes that make them look so. Their waists are very thin, their hips are very firm, their arms and a small part of their thighs are exposed, and they are wearing silver boots. They all look as pretty as cartoon dolls.

Among these beauties, I saw Yangyang at first sight. She is undoubtedly the most outstanding one among them. Her figure is impeccable. The beauties selected by LG company are all great. She is about 1.73 meters tall and has exquisite curves. But her skin is very white, her eyes are big, and the slightly upturned smile on the corners of her mouth made me catch her at once.

She was in charge of a display cabinet for LCD TVs. I pretended to look at the exhibits and walked from the mobile phone display cabinet to hers, looking carefully at the indicators on the TV. She was looking at me with a smile. I looked at her and she met my gaze. She smiled and said to me, "Sir, welcome to the LG booth. What we are showing you here is the latest LCD TV launched by LG. It is the most advanced TV of its kind in the world in terms of resolution and function..."

It was obvious that she had received intensive training from LG, but it was obvious that her skills were not up to par. When I asked her a few detailed questions about the technical indicators, she couldn't answer them. She blushed and said to me, "I'm sorry, sir, I really don't know about this. If you are interested, I can ask our technicians."

I smiled and said, "No, I'll just take a quick look, but I can see that LG has given you a lot of training, and you know a lot."

She chuckled: "It's OK. To do this job, of course I have to do some homework, otherwise people won't hire me."

"Are you a professional at this?" I asked when I saw that she was quite relaxed.

"Yes, I am a full-time exhibition model. Our group is well-informed about exhibitions. We all know each other and many of us have contact numbers. Whenever there is a need for models, we call each other to inform each other and then interview them."

I just kept chatting with her. I didn't expect that she was so talkative. At least, she was good at chatting with me. I don't know if she is the same with others. It seems that this girl is not very smart. Maybe because she saw that I was friendly and handsome, she was willing to chat with me. Haha, that was a bit immodest.

Later in the conversation, I wanted to get her phone number, so I said, "Our company sometimes has to participate in exhibitions, and we may invite some models. Please tell me your phone number, and we can contact you directly if we want to invite them. Then you can help me contact the models."

She was very happy: "Okay, okay, I will do it as long as I have time. My name is Yangyang, I'll give you my contact number." She picked up the pen hanging on her chest and wrote her name and phone number on a piece of paper.

Later she said, "I'm sorry, I can't chat with you anymore. We have a rule that we can't chat with guests for too long. I still have to introduce others. Let's contact each other if you have anything else."

"It's okay, just go ahead and do your work. I'll call you if there's anything." I walked away very gracefully.

I was very excited when I got the beautiful girl's call, but I was in trouble about how to contact her in the future. How could my company hold an exhibition at such a short time?

How do we contact each other?

Later, it happened to be a festival, and I forwarded her a blessing text message I received.

Her text message came back quickly: "Who are you?"

I saw that it was a good idea, so I sent it back: "Haha, maybe you don't remember me. My name is Yang Jie (Note: My name is a pseudonym. I don't dare to use my real name, haha). I met you at the exhibition a few days ago. You left me your phone number."

She quickly replied, "Haha, it's you. I remember. How could I not remember? You said you would help me find a job."

I continued to reply: "Haha, yes, I didn't expect you to remember it, but our company doesn't have any exhibitions at the moment. I will definitely find you when there is an exhibition. I will first help you see if there are any companies I know participating in the exhibition."

Received a reply: "Oh, thank you for your concern."

I have forgotten the content of some of the subsequent text messages, but we were having a very happy chat at the time, and we sent dozens of text messages back and forth. She also told me some of her situation, saying that she had a boyfriend, but that he was quite a playboy, etc. She also said that many bosses wanted to keep her because of her beauty, but she refused, etc.

This girl is quite traditional, I thought.

Having a traditional girl as a girlfriend is a good thing, but it is very difficult to seduce her and get her into bed. I want to give up, but when I think of Yangyang's pretty face and curvy figure, I feel reluctant to do so.

Later, the opportunity finally came. I knew the boss of a clothing company. He was preparing to make a promotional brochure and needed a print model. I was overjoyed and said, "No problem, I happen to know some models, I can introduce you to a good one."

I called Yangyang right away and told her the situation. She was very happy: "Really? Thank you for always thinking of me."

At the agreed time and place, I finally saw Yangyang whom I hadn't seen for several days. He was wearing a windbreaker, a white sweater and jeans, with long fluttering hair and a sweet smile, which made me feel very excited.

I took her to the clothing company, and the boss was very satisfied. He decided on the spot: "This is her. Let's make an appointment for her to wear our clothes and let the photographer take pictures."

Looking at her happy smiling face, I also smiled happily, but while laughing, I was also thinking about how to achieve my goal.

Yangyang was very happy and smiled all the way. He said, "Thank you very much for this time. I must treat you to a meal today."

I said, "Okay, haha, I'll treat you to a song after dinner."

She smiled and said, "That's great. I love singing the most."

We found a coffee shop on the island, ate a little, drank some beer, and talked a lot. I felt that we had a very pleasant chat and she was not at all restrained towards me. I find it very strange that such an open-minded girl should not be so conservative about sex. There should be channels that can be opened up. She drank a lot of wine and her face was red.

As agreed, after dinner, I asked her to sing. We found a karaoke bar and asked for a small room. What surprised me was that she sang really well. I can't remember what song she sang, but I only remember that she sang with great devotion and I applauded her. Later, when I sang, she was drinking and clapping below. She drank a lot more and her face became even redder. As she drank more and more, her conversation became more carefree. She sat next to me, looked at me a little teasingly, and said, "Tell me honestly, are you trying to pick me up by helping me like this?"

I was shocked. I didn't expect her to say it so bluntly. I didn't say anything for a long time. She looked at me with a half-smile. I gritted my teeth, made up my mind, and said with a chuckle, "Yes, to be honest, you are so beautiful, I do have this idea. It would be better if I could pick you up, but if I can't pick you up, being friends with you is not bad either."

She tossed her hair, shook her head, and sneered, "Stop it. You won't want to be friends with me if you can't pick me up. I don't understand the minds of you men. Let me tell you, there are many people who have evil intentions towards me."

I didn't know what to say, so I sat there looking at her and thinking about what to say. I felt like she had suddenly become a different person, not that simple anymore.

She looked at me coldly, then suddenly put her arms around my neck and said, "But to be honest, since I am willing to go to this place with you, it means that I can still accept you, otherwise I would have gone home long ago."

At this point, there is nothing I can do except cooperate with her. I hugged her tightly, looking at her misty eyes and seductive red lips, I kissed her hard. She let out a low moan and her tongue entangled with mine.

After kissing for a while, I lifted her chin, looked into her eyes, and said, "Isn't there a rich man who wants to keep you? You didn't even agree, why did you agree to me so easily?"

She smiled faintly and asked, "Can I have a cigarette?"

I stared at her cute face for a moment and nodded. She slowly took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her small bag, lit the lighter with her elegant little hands, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and blew out a puff of smoke. I was a little dazed as I watched her smoking so skillfully.

She looked at me with a bit of sarcasm: "Strange, isn't it? For me, it's all about cigarettes and alcohol."

I smiled and said, “It’s a bit strange.”

She looked at me for a long time with her big eyes before she slowly said, "Actually, you can say that I cheated on you before, but you can also say that I didn't cheat on you. In the past, there were indeed rich men who kept me as a supporter, but in the future, this will never happen again. It's not that there are no rich men willing to keep me as a supporter, but I don't want to. In the past, I had a rich boyfriend, so in the eyes of others, he kept me as a supporter, but in my opinion, he didn't keep me as a supporter, because I didn't take any money from him. He gave me a BMW, but I gave it back to him when we broke up."

She looked at me and continued, "At that time, I really loved him. I was willing to do anything for him. But I didn't expect that I really misjudged him. He was worse than an animal. Not only did he have other women, but after he got tired of me, he once knocked me out while drinking and played the girlfriend-swapping game with one of his friends..."

She seemed very calm when she spoke, as if she was talking about someone else. My eyes widened. I didn't expect her to experience such a thing. I said angrily, "She is not a human being. She is a scumbag."

She looked at me with a bit of sarcasm: "Hehe, come on, you men are no good. As long as you have a little money, you will do nothing good. If you don't do anything bad, it's because you don't have money."

I wanted to argue, but she interrupted me: "So in the future, I won't look for rich people. I don't lack this little money. My father still runs a company, but I hope to make money by myself." After that, she looked at me with a smile: "As for you, I agreed to be with you because I like you a little. From that moment at the exhibition, I felt that you were very kind. Later, when I sent text messages, I got to know you better. I know you want to pick me up, but I want you to pick me up. It doesn't matter, because I like you."

I hugged her and kissed her excitedly, "Don't worry, Yangyang, although I don't have much money, I will treat you well."

She sneered, "I didn't agree to your request because of the money. If you had money, I wouldn't agree to your request. Just like the boss you took me to see today, he was lustful the moment he saw me. It was obvious that he was not a good person. Don't even think about taking advantage of me in your life."

I didn't say anything else, thinking to myself, "What a girl with personality."

All I could do was hug her and kiss her, putting my hands inside her clothes and caressing her soft breasts.

To be honest, her breasts are not big, but they feel just right in the hands. Her eyes were a little blurry and her breathing became faster. My head is now gradually becoming filled with blood, I feel hot all over, and my penis is as hard as steel. I started to take off her pants, and she raised her hips to cooperate with me, making some moaning sounds.

Because we were in a karaoke bar, I didn't dare take off all her clothes. I just pulled her pants down to her knees, let her lie on the sofa, lifted her legs, took out my penis, which had been held back for a long time, and inserted it into her. Her vagina is very wet and tight, her vulva is white, and her pubic hair is sparse but orderly. Her breathing was small but rapid, her eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, and her head was turned to one side, as if she was trying hard not to make any sound. I think this was her cutest moment.

Later, I helped her kneel up, with her ass facing me, and we did it from behind, with the cart wheeled over her shoulders. Her butt is white and tender, round and perky, with a deep butt crack, which is just right for the insertion of my penis. Because I was afraid to do it for too long, I only thrust two or three hundred times and then ejaculated. Although it was short, the feeling was wonderful. After ejaculation, there is a feeling of ecstasy.

Before leaving, she said to me: "Don't call me too often in the future. I have a boyfriend. I often go online. If you have anything, send me an email. I will contact you when I have time."

I promised without hesitation: "Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble."

Later, I dated her a few more times. Although each time brought me fresh and different excitement, I found it too tiring to send emails. In addition, I later had a girlfriend, so I wrote to her less and less, and gradually our relationship broke down.

Nowadays, I only think of her when I occasionally go to an exhibition. I think of this lovely girl. I just look at those charming models at the exhibition, but I can never see her.

Yangyang gradually became a distant but clear memory of mine.