mp;nbsp;                      郁家                                    恒阳居，二楼卧室。                                    厚重的窗帘将整个卧室遮得密不透风，除了男人指间忽明忽暗的点点火星，再没有一丝光亮。                                    烟雾缭绕，酒气熏天。                                    郁凌恒坐在边的地毯上，背靠着，一腿弯曲，一腿打直，左手握瓶，右手夹烟。                               &nbsp
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